Ms. Frizzle's Class Explores the Human Body | By : Meowshi Category: -Misc Cartoons > General Views: 2535 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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It was a perfectly ordinary night in Walkerville and Ms. Frizzle was winding down from her exciting day by having a soak in bubbles inside her vintage, clawfoot tub. On a small ivory table stand next to the tub she had a bottle of her favorite red wine, which she had very nearly emptied. She felt refreshed and re-energized after the events that transpired in her class earlier that day; in fact, she felt so relaxed that she didn’t even bother to keep up the illusory spell that masked her true appearance. As she stepped out of her tub, she allowed her true form to spread its wings.
Her skin was a glistening, velvety pink; the color of an excited girl’s womanhood, mottled through with golden veins that seemed to pulse with a life of their own. Her eyes, deep-set and gleaming with lust, were a bright, fiery orange that seemed to glow and crackle like a lover’s fireplace. Unbound by her traditional bun, her frizzy carmine hair cascaded down her back, flecked with gold where it hit the moonlight. A pair of intricately twisted horns emerged from her wild mane of hair, black as pitch and shimmering like obsidian glass. Her face was sharply angular and alien in its inhumanness, but also beautiful and alluring in a way that felt oddly predatory. She was tall, much taller than she appeared to be as “Ms. Frizzle”, and she looked even more massive because of the leathery wings that stretched out from her back, each one spanning six feet or more. She was naked, her body muscular and voluptuous; her private parts and breasts hidden behind hard chitinous plates that she could will in and out of existence with a mere thought. Her sleek, powerful tail whipped across the room like a coiling snake; looking like it could both deflect a sword swipe and playfully tease a man’s privates. A pair of bony protrusions shaped like stiletto heels grew out of the back of her bare feet, giving her a regal, poised silhouette no matter what she was wearing.
The succubus sighed contentedly as she used her dark sorcery to empty the tub and refill her glass of red wine without lifting a finger. Today’s sexual debauchery had given her enough sexual energy to last an entire year without needing to replenish her inner reserves of magic. She could feel little bolts of demonic energy coursing from between her fingers as she reminisced about all the times she has led impressionable young minds down the path of depravity and ruin. She loved her students, at least as much as a creature of corruption and decay like her was capable of loving something, so she normally wiped the memories of the wickedness she inflicted upon the children under her care, but this new batch of students had somehow come out of the experience as closer friends and passionate lovers. She couldn’t possibly take that experience from them. Of course, if a single one of them talked, it could have disastrous consequences, but she trusted these particular kids. They were special.
The only real problem she had to address was that of that little red-headed interloper who had snuck their way into her classroom and sought to ruin the beautiful relationship she was forming with her students. That girl knew too much, but she had also been momentarily cowed because of the immense humiliation the succubus had subjected her to. The demoness purred to herself and dipped a taloned finger into her wanton sex as she recalled the shame and ridicule she had forced upon the girl. It would remain a delicious memory in her mind, but now she had to decide a more fitting punishment for the little bitch.
A knock on the door of her bathroom drew her out of her pleasant thoughts of revenge, and her younger sister walked in covered in grease stains and holding a large wrench. The two looked a lot alike, except that “Ms. Frizzle” in her succubus form was voluptuous and curvy, whereas the true form of “Fiona Frizzle” was lithe and perky. Fiona’s mane of red hair was more manageable and her silky skin was a deep, dark violet, nearly black. Her horns were also much smaller and she lacked the bony heels growing out of the back of her feet, a sign that she was relatively young in terms of succubus years.
“I’ve finished the repairs on the Magic School bus, and I got that central discombobulator of yours purring like a Tartarean hellcat!” the younger succubus chirped, climbing into the tub to wash the grease stains off her naked, sinewy body.
“Perfect! I could tell my students were getting bored of perfectly ordinary classes,” the older succubus said while staring at her younger sister’s ass longingly. She shook her head. There would be plenty of time for indulgence later. She had a kooky, dangerous, and educational field trip to plan!
With an infernal incantation and a droplet of blood from her taloned finger, she summoned her hellish familiar to her side in a puff of foul-smelling brimstone. Liz, the class chameleon, rolled lazily onto its back as it waited for “Ms. Frizzle” to pick it up.
“You listless lizard!” she snarled teasingly, “Grab a pen and paper, I think it’s time for ‘Ms. Frizzle’s’ fourth-grade class to hop on the Magic School Bus and take a fun, adventurous, and educational trip…to Hell!”
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