Monster School (Male Reader X Monster Girls)

Part 5: Someone Knows

You read in the library. Sophie floats up and smiles. She said that the two of you could just pretend to be a couple until after her parents come to visit in two weeks.

Sophie: What are you reading, Love?

Y/N: A book about potion brewing. Miss Flare told us to study as much as we could.

Sophie: Ah. I see.

???: Mr. L/N.

You turn to see Miss Hart.

Y/N: Um... Yes?

Miss Hart: Please come to my office.

Sophie: You better listen. I'll see you later.

She kisses your cheek and floats away. You close the book and follow Miss Hart. She leads you to her classroom and she opens the door beside the chalkboard. You enter and see that the teacher has made a small office out of this room.

Miss Hart: Take a seat.

You sit in a chair in front of the desk while the succubus sits in her chair. Even with the desk between the two of you and her wearing her tracksuit, you can pick up the faint scent of lavender and cherries. From what you guessed this was just a small part of her aphrodisiac ability.

Y/N: What did you want to see me about, ma'am?

Miss Hart: Don't be so tense. If it will put you at ease, call me Dahlia.

Y/N: Okay.

Dahlia: I know you're a human.

Your eyes widen.

Y/N: I can explain.

Dahlia: The Headmaster filled me in. He also told me the reason you were asked to attend the school. You saved the Headmaster. He wants to show monsters that humans are not so different from us. I won't tell anyone. But in return...

She gets up and approaches you.

Dahlia: I'd like to test something about you. If that's okay.

Y/N: Um... Sure.

She unzips her tracksuit jacket and takes it off, immediately you feel an overwhelming surge of arousal.

Your Thoughts: Holy crap! This is just from her taking her jacket off?!

Dahlia: I've never seen a human react to my aphrodisiac. Normally I keep my tracksuit zipped up to prevent it from affecting the students but I have always been curious of a human reaction.

You feel your heart beat in your throat as you feel the effects of the teacher's ability. Your eyes begin to wander south to her chest. You mentally smack yourself and try to focus on her hair.

Dahlia zips up her jacket.

Dahlia: Thank you. You may go.

You leave, unsure of what to think.

End of Part 5