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Depravo's Becoming, Part 4

Quiet as a mouse, Depravo waited around the corner of the hallway. He sat on a bench, watching the sun slowly bleed away from the tall, stained windows. In his hand he held an encyclopedia from the school library, his disguise. Here, he could wait inconspicuously until the golden opportunity arose. 

As he expected, a group of five skimpily clad succubi walked by, hardly seeming to notice him. He looked as they rounded the corner. When they were out of sight, he could hear them opening the door to the headmaster's office and entering, closing it behind them. Depravo's heart sped up. What if the headmaster's resolve wasn't as good as he predicted? What if he had missed his opportunity? Should he have gone first? 

He sat, pretending to read the volume as he listened intently. The thong was very uncomfortable, but he dared not to move from his seat. His opportunity could present itself at any minute. He shifted a little, trying to relieve the pressure on his groin. 

About half an hour passed. He heard the door open, and sat up. The group of succubi, visibly tired, shuffled past him. They were shaking their heads in exasperation. They hadn't succeeded. As soon as they were out of sight, he set the book quietly on the bench beside him and stood, stalking quietly toward the closed door. With tact, he peered in the window. The headmaster wasn't there. He was in the bathroom, like he had predicted. He quietly opened the door and stepped inside, silent as he could be. The air was hot, and thick with sweat, perfume and a female's heat scent. That must have taken the headmaster very close to submission, but he had apparently kept control over himself. Nothing on his desk was out of place, he couldn't find any evidence that the salty old headmaster had been successfully seduced.

If he was able to hold his peace when faced with a group of five senior succubi, what chance did Depravo have? He paced nervously, but promptly tried to eject the thoughts from his head. He had what the girls didn't: the headmaster's secret. With a new rush of confidence, he propped himself up against the desk, letting the collar of the robe fall down to expose his shoulders. He took a deep breath and waited. 

Only minutes passed before the impatient-looking headmaster was back at his office. He opened the door and almost seemed ready to shout when he saw the gay student leaning against his desk. He took a breath to reprimand Depravo, but the pupil cut him off by letting the robe fall to the ground. Whatever the headmaster intended to say caught in his throat. Depravo let a sly grin creep across his face. The headmaster was his. 

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Depravo slept very well. 

The next morning, he awoke well rested but still groggy. He grinned to himself and yawned, remembering how he had left the headmaster's office in a mess, the desk in a state of disarray after the veracious romping. His hair was mussed up, and he was a little sore down south. It was impressive what the headmaster could do when the right buttons were pushed. Depravo stood and stretched, the light flowing in through the window reflecting off his unclothed body. He spent the next hour cleaning himself, dressing and grooming for the day. As prideful as the headmaster was, Depravo knew he wouldn't break the rules by skipping out on the scarf. He smiled to himself again and exited his room. 

The day wasn't extraordinary. Neither was the next day, with the exception of the headmaster's absence both days. However, the last day of the competition, and senior graduation, was. There was a massive assembly, in which the scores from each team the previous week were displayed on a board. Ms. Valentina stood with the rest of the staff. All of the staff wore the red scarf, and it also dotted the student body. Very few pupils didn't wear it, in fact. 

A few speeches were given by some staff members, including Ms. Valentina. But finally, the headmaster strode out from behind the curtains of the stage. He wore no red scarf. Depravo pouted. Maybe he was to prideful to admit defeat after all.

"Ladies and gentlemen," the headmaster began, "I know that I'm the last thing standing in the way of your summer break, so I shall make my speech with brevity. I have two things to announce. Item one is the winner of this year's competition." 

The crowd of students buzzed excitedly. 

"Eighth place goes to the freshman females' team." 

Polite applause sizzled across the audience.

"Seventh place to the sophomore males' team" 

The applause continued.

"Sixth place is awarded to the sophomore females' team."

The applause intensified slightly, and cheers were issued.

"Fifth place to the junior males' team"

Cheering and clapping increased.

"Fourth place to the senior males' team" 

The senior males whooped and shouted in the applause.

"Third place to the senior females' team" 

The cacophony of clapping and whistling grew louder. 

"Second place goes to the freshman males' team" 

Ms. Valentina crossed her legs and looked up at the ceiling with a light blush. The crowd cheered loudly.

"And before I announce first place, I would like to extend a few honorable mentions. Please save your applause." 

The crowd already knew at this point, but cheered anyway. The students who had seduced difficult staff members always got an honorable mention. 

"Freshman male Claudius deserves commendation for taking fifty points from Ms. Valentina this year. Good job to Valeria, Sofia, Luciana, Isabella, and Mariana for using teamwork to seduce the biology, chemistry and arithmetic instructors. And, I think a special congratulations should be extended to the student who did the impossible. The student who defied expectations and became the first student in this university to take one thousand points from seducing me in more than a century."

Depravo sat up, his heart palpitating at increasing speed. 

"I commend you for your studiousness, diligence and perseverance. The student is from the junior males, the winning team this year." 

The audience rippled with conversation. The junior males' team had a team member who had put the scarf on the headmaster? The incubus took a red scarf from his robe pocket, and tied it around his arm. The scarf shimmered, and a name started shimmering onto the red fabric: Depravo. A roar started to well up from the crowd.

"My utmost congratulations to Depravo from the junior males' team, who will be graduating his junior year Magna Cum Laude for his spectacular performance" he announced, and added "and his amazing ass!" 

The student body laughed, and demons sitting next to Depravo patted him on the back as he grinned widely.

"Class is dismissed. Enjoy your summer!"

As the students eventually emptied out of the gymnasium, Depravo couldn't stop smiling as classmates congratulated him. Incubi who had called him names now respected him, and through the hallways echoed the word "Gluttio", which Depravo knew meant "swallow". It seemed that was his new nickname. 

He was now Gluttio. 

Gluttio the Corrupter.