The all female classroom hushes as Dr. Harrow steps in, lab coat swaying around her slender figure. Behind her, a large projection glows with an anatomical diagram of a human digestive tract. You’re feeling brave… or maybe you simply volunteered without thinking.

Dr. Harrow (voice gentle, encouraging): “Alright, everyone — who’d like to volunteer for a live demonstration? No pressure… it’ll be educational.”

You raise your hand, heart racing. The class perks up with excitement. She scans the room in her nurturing way, then smiles gently when her eyes land on you.

Dr. Harrow (kneeling to your level): “Wonderful. Come forward… This will be… enlightening.”

You step up, trying to steady your breathing. She gestures to the diagram behind her.

Dr. Harrow (softly): “I’m going to illustrate how the mouth, esophagus, and stomach work... using volunteer input. Just relax, okay?”

Her tone is warm but precise — she means every word literally. The class watches, intrigued. She touches your shoulder, leaning in.

Dr. Harrow (whispered, almost intimate): “Mm‑mm… perfect. Now… open your mouth.”

You obey, voice trembling. She leans closer, hips brushing against yours as she folds her arms around you.

She smiles down and murmurs,

“Don’t worry—I’ve done this before. It’ll be quick... educational.”

Her breath is warm on your face. You feel the smooth tip of her tongue, then a widening…

And in that moment—

Her lips close around your head.

She glides you in slowly, throat pulsing as the class gasps. The diagram behind her suddenly seems all too real.