She walked towards the boys and the Healers scattered from her path. Were they frightened of her? As Xenia paced the space, Linhart reflected on her raw animal energy. She was like a she-wolf and the Healers were a herd of sheep. They shot Linhart apologetic looks and exited down the passage through which he’d entered.

  Once they were gone, Xenia turned back to him. A smile on her face and sparks in her eyes. She gestured to the medical beds, “Lie down over there, Lionheart.”

  Linhart felt like he was falling into her trap, but being unable to ignore such a direct command, he obeyed.

  The first bed on the left was occupied by the petite senior with pale skin and bck hair. The first on the right held Drystan. Third on the left was the red headed girl. Her upper body still completely bare, her breasts stood proud like creamy mountains, her nipples their pink peaks. All three bodies y motionless, as though in deep sleep. Linhart climbed onto the bed between the two seniors and y back putting his legs up.

  The bed was hard and the pillow was thin, but the sheets were clean and pressed, smelling like fresh undry.

  Xenia came over and stood beside the bed, looking up and down his body. Occasionally she would reach out and touch his leg or his chest through the uniform. After several minutes she said in a low voice, “I'm going to help you with your problem, so don’t be afraid. First, I will examine you.” She was speaking with a soft voice, but the tone left no room for argument. “Remove your vest.”

  Linhart didn’t understand what would be frightening about her examining his body. As far as he was concerned, she was the Stratega Healer. This was a privilege! But, something about the way the male Healers had been acting around her made Linhart reconsider.

  After the time slip, females were more aggressive and sexually charged than before. They did not hesitate to show off their bodies, but seemed extremely sensitive about boys’ bodies being exposed. Xenia herself used to be a queen-like figure on campus. She was elegant and reserved and had many Healers, men and women, worshipping her like a Goddess. But this Xenia, the Stratega Fighter, was tough, feared by students, and acted more like a sports coach than a Goddess. She was still the same woman, but Linhart could see by the red rising in her cheeks and the way her hand wandered down to her crotch that she was just as horny as he was. The only reason she hadn’t jumped on top of his dick right away was she didn’t want to frighten him off. Linhart smiled. With the right words, he should be able to manipute her into doing anything he wants.

  Sitting up, he pulled his vest up over his head, he paused and spoke in what he intended to be a cute voice, “I was so happy to fight in front of you today, Stratega Xenia.” He tossed the vest at her, and it hit her in the face. Her mouth opened in surprise, but she regained her composure and took a big whiff of the vest before throwing it over the headboard. “I wanted you to see that I can be an elite Fighter.” He casually unbuttoned his white shirt, as he id back down on the bed. Is this how a girl would seduce her male instructor in the real world?

  Xenia’s eyes locked onto the sliver of pale flesh that Linhart had exposed. She cleared her throat, “Well, you certainly did that, freshman.” Her hands reached out and delicately started to massage his ft stomach. Her slim fingers running under his dress shirt, she squeezed his nipples. “I, uh, have to check your heart rate and blood flow. This will just take a moment. Don’t move.”

  Linhart revelled in the attention. He loved seeing the desire in Xenia’s green eyes as she leaned over his body. Her tongue extended out cautiously and she gave his chest a small lick. He sighed in excitement. Time to push her to the main show. “Stratega Xenia, my man-thing down there is hurting so much. Could you please help me?”

  He considered pulling his own pants down to help facilitate, but it would be better to have Xenia think she was taking advantage of an innocent freshman. She immediately took the bait, “Well, let me take a look at it,” she said in her sweet voice once more. Her hands went to his pants tugging them and his underwear down past his knees.

  She gasped.

  Linhart looked down and gasped as well. “What the hell?”

  He couldn’t remember the exact size and shape of his dick two years ago, but it was nothing like the monstrous sausage that leapt from his pants now. It was thick and veiny and stood like a monolith to an ancient God.

  Xenia looked back at his face and immediately started to apologize. “Please, Linhart. I didn’t mean to surprise you… It’s just that most boys don’t have a dick… like this! Please rex, this is part of the healing.”

  “No, no…” Linhart started, trying to sit up, “There’s something wrong here.” It looked like a petrified tree had sprouted from his groin.

  Xenia pushed him down again making comforting noises. “Shh… shh… this is perfectly normal. Every boy has to be treated like this once in a while. Let me get you something to help your nerves.” Her eyes looked around for anything that would help. But her hand remained firmly pnted on his chest, as if she feared he would run screaming from the room. How easily frightened were the boys of this world?

  Finally, she decided on yanking a pillow out from under the redheaded fighter’s comatose head. Sliding the pillowcase off, she twisted it into a thin band of cloth and tied the cloth around Linhart’s head, like a blindfold.

  “There we are, darling,” she spoke sweetly into his ear. “You are such a good boy. Now you just rex while I apply the treatment. Don’t worry if you feel something tickling, this is all part of the healing.” Xenia slowly removed her hand from his chest and guided his hands into pce along the sides of his body, speaking sweetly of how well he was doing, and how he needed to stay still for the treatment. She seemed to be waiting to see if he would rex, but Linhart found that very hard with her hot breath running slowly down his torso to his waiting member.

  He tried to distract himself by running through a list of ways this world was better than his own. Women show off their bodies. He knows things about the future. Lots of things! He is probably going to lose his virginity right now, if he doesn’t screw it up. The girls like it when you touch them. The girls aren't bitchy all the time. The boys are easy to beat up. Serapha makes the sexiest sounds when she’s excited. He had a massive penis! He paused on that one and wondered again, how could the time slip have possibly caused that to change? He was also now experiencing an hour-long erection, which was way more persistent than usual. Could it be that the erection would never go down? How could he live his life with a permanently hard dick?

  Xenia’s voice had cut out just as Linhart felt her warm mouth sliding down around the tip of his dick. He let out a sound of surprise and Xenia’s hand pressed once more down on his chest. The tightness around the tip descended down the shaft and Linhart felt Xenia’s body leaning over his, slowly taking him into her mouth.

  Linhart could not see anything, but his other senses were feeding him very erotic information. Slurping noises started to grow louder as the warm sensation amplified throughout his pelvic region. He felt Xenia’s body bobbing up and down, so he reached out blindly with his hand to touch her. His hand ran over her silky smooth stomach, then closed upon the firm yet massive boob that dangled just within reach. Xenia let out an excmation, muffled by his dick, that sounded like she was enjoying his attention.

  Linhart knew she was getting off by blowing an innocent little boy, so he pyed it up a bit. “Oh Stratega, something strange is happening to my man-thing. I feel like it’s going to break.”

  Xenia’s head popped up, releasing his penis, and she grabbed his hand, forcing it deeper beneath her sash so that he was now pying with her nipples. “It’s called a dick, Linhart. Ahhhh... Your man-thing is called a dick. Ooo…. And don’t fight against it. Let the treatment happen. Uhn. This is going to make you aaaaall better.”

  With that, Xenia swallowed his dick once again. Her lips traveled down the shaft as far as she could go, which was nearly to the root of it. She held it there for a long moment before sliding it in and out again. Her pace was picking up speed and she started losing control.

  Linhart couldn’t help himself. Using his free hand he pulled the blindfold from over his eyes and was greeted with an image that burned instantly into his memory.

  Xenia was a mess. Her lustrous green hair had fallen from its bun and was stuck to her face and his legs. Her face was contorted around his member, she was drooling in pleasure. Her pants were down around her ankles and, with one hand between her legs, Linhart saw a stream of juice flowing from between her glistening legs. The purple sash around her chest was hanging uselessly around her huge sun-browned tits. His right hand was pulling and twisting on one nipple, stretching her springy breast until she squirmed with pain, before letting it bounce back into pce.

  The overwhelming feeling of control sent Linhart over the edge, and his hips pushed up into her face, forcing his dick farther still down her throat. Her body began to shake wildly and her pussy gushed like a faucet. Her body seemed to lose all strength as she toppled down upon his crotch. Her eyes were rolling back up into her head and Linhart felt her gagging reflex disengage, her throat opened up.

  It was then that his dick erupted, streams of semen pouring out of his rod and into her mouth. His body throbbed and pulsed as again and again his load shot down his teacher’s waiting throat. She was still shaking and climaxing. But then she looked his way and they made eye contact.

  He was no longer wearing the blindfold. Her face registered panic, and she began speaking, though her mouth was still full of his massive dick. She pulled her head back, and he was rewarded with the sight of his final squirt shooting onto her face.

  She swallowed down the load in her mouth, then she spoke slurring her words, “Linnn heart, my gawds. Dissis nawt whachu think. Mmm helpin you releees.”

  Linhart, his left hand now resting on her head in appreciation, his right hand still caressing her luscious bronzed boob, paused for a moment, not knowing what to say. How far could he push her? “Stratega, did you just take advantage of me? Are you a pervert?”

  Xenia shook her head in denial, leaning in close to embrace him. “NO, no Linhart! None of this was perverted. I needed to let the seed out of your dick, see?” She grabbed his softened dick and sucked it like a treat. “Your seed has been released. It’s all better now.”

  Linhart pursed his lips in thought. His hands were resting on the sides of her head, as she looked at him expectantly. “Hmm… It does feel much better. The pain has gone away. Thank you, Stratega.”

  Xenia breathed a sign of relief. She bent over, pulling up her silk pants, which were now soaked in her own fluids. “You’re very welcome, Linhart. I’m gd to help you with your… problem.” Her sharp eyes were still studying his manhood.

  “But I feel like I’m going to need to release again soon, Stratega. Can you help me with my pants please? What should I do then?”

  “Oh.” Xenia’s sweet lips involuntarily twitched into a perverted smile, before grabbing his pants and slowly sliding them back into pce. “It sounds like you will need regur release, especially with a dick such as this.” She pretended to think about the problem hard, giving his dick a quick kiss before it disappeared from view. “I know,” her excitement now evident on her face. “You’re going to have to come back here again.”

  “Come back to this medical center?”

  “Yes, you need to come here every day for treatment.” She was now buttoning his shirt, one by one. Her fingers quivering as he pyed with her breasts a little more. She must be very sensitive. “Otherwise you’ll be in pain.” she added.

  “Should I ask the Healers for help, then?” Linhart asked innocently.

  “No!” she replied forcefully. “You can only ask me for release. Do not speak to any of the healers. They are mean little boys who don’t understand what you really need.”

  Linhart looked at her doubtfully. Did she really think she was concealing her motives? Oh well, this was working out better than Linhart could’ve hoped. Just then, Linhart noticed the spsh of bright white sperm that was stuck to Xenia’s face. Running a finger over her cheek, he scooped the splooge off and held it close to his eye.

  It did look like sperm, and he had seen it shoot from his dick, but something about its iridescent glow reminded him of that mission. Looking closely at the liquid, Linhart felt his mind pulled back into the battle. “... must deliver the catalyst into the tower… “ “... why is Wimphart carrying something so valuable…” “... carriers of the precious seed, you shall not pass …”

  He was snapped out of the daze by the sensation of Stratega Xenia elegantly sucking the glowing sperm right off his finger.

  “Oops,” she grinned, her eyes sparkled in enjoyment, “I missed a bit.”