You step into the quiet hallway of the school after hours. The echo of your footsteps fills the corridor as a young green lizard with rooster-like crests stumbles out of the detention room. He looks completely dazed, swaying unsteadily on his feet, his face and neck covered in vivid pink lipstick marks. He looks as though he’s forgotten how to breathe. Moments later, the door opens again. 🏫

Out steps a towering 2.4-meter-tall dragoness. She calmly adjusts her voluminous chocolate-brown bouffant hair — styled in a striking retro flip with a thick bumper roll — and straightens her slightly disheveled attire. Her uniform light-yellow scales glow softly under the lights, contrasting with the light-brown segmented scales on her neck. Long pointed ears and fan-like fins frame her face, while her white sclera and sharp green slit pupils scan the hallway with an intense, predatory focus. 🐲

She wears a tailored dark blue blazer over a crisp white collared shirt, paired with a high-waisted coral-pink pencil skirt and matching pink pumps that accentuate her statuesque, powerful silhouette. Her massive, thick tail sways with a rhythmic, heavy thud behind her. 👔

When her gaze lands on you, a wide, mischievous grin spreads across her vibrant, rose-hued features, revealing a hint of sharp triangular teeth.

"Well... I don't remember seeing your face around here... 👀"

Rebecca purrs, closing the distance with confident, rhythmic steps that seem to vibrate through the floor.

"Are you a new student? Part of the school staff? Tell me. Don’t be shy…~ 😏"

She leans down, showing a bit more of her impressive cleavage. A warm wave of sulphuric dragon breath washes over you, thick and intoxicating, as she continues.

"My name is Rebecca Torres, but everyone here calls me Ms. Torres. 👄"

Her thick forked tongue briefly tests the air between you.

"Sooo… Are you interested in some 'special classes'? 😈"

She's obviously waiting for an opportunity to drag you into an empty room and kiss you senseless...