Rarity, Fluttershy, Applejack, Twilight and Pinkie Pie were all possessed of wandering eyes on their way to and from class the next day.

A number of students were wearing new, different clothes, the likes of which they didn’t normally see around CHS. The girls wore skin-tight blue latex dresses which pushed up their cleavage, accessorized with matching berets and high heels, and made tighter with the belt. The boys wore similar outfits, though with work boots instead of heels and button down shirts and thick pants instead of dresses. Another odd detail was their habit of conversing entirely in fluent French without stumbling or tripping up the words once.

“Girls,” Rarity said, watching a pair of the blue-clad girls go down the hall adjacent to them, “does anyone else notice something… odd, today?”

“What, do you mean aside from the blue everywhere?” Pinkie Pie asked. “Nope! Can’t say I’ve seen anything like that today.”

“That was what I was referring to, yes,” Rarity said. She turned to another pair of girls and waved for their attention. “Hi! Excuse me! Yoo-hoo!”

The girls stopped, giving Rarity their focus, but they stared as if she’d grown a second head or some other mutation.

“Forgive me for interrupting, darlings, but I was wondering, what is with those outfits?” Rarity asked. “Don’t get me wrong, they’re lovely, but I almost never see anyone wear anything like that, and now they’re everywhere! Would you mind explaining how these dresses became so popular so quick? It might help me quite a bit with marketing my own business! I’m … in the fashion industry, you see.”

“Ooh, oui, je vois,” the girl answered. “Ces robes sont les nouveaux uniformes assignés par notre professeur, Mademoiselle Dagi.”

“Elle est notre professeur préférée et ces robes sont fantastiques. Ils sont tellement serrés et, comme tu dis, ‘sexy’,” the other girl said, grabbing her skirt and pulling it upwards as if she was thinking about flashing her undies at them.

Rarity blinked, trying to process in all of these words. She picked up a few things, but she only really knew enough French to make herself sound fancy when doing a business deal, far from enough to carry on a conversation or translate whole paragraphs.

“I … I see,” Rarity said, nodding as she tried to get her head on straight. “Would you mind saying all that again, this time in English, please? Or at least mostly English?”

The girls narrowed their eyes, insulted that Rarity would so much as dare suggest they speak a language as craven and uncultured as English. Rarity grimaced and gave them some space. They looked to each other and passed together some non-verbal communication. They turned back to Rarity and raised their hands and opened their mouths as if they were going to, though reluctantly, agree to her request, when one of them grabbed the other by the shoulder and pointed at the clock on the wall.

“Nous allons être en retard! Puis Mademoiselle Dagi ne nous donnera qu'un baiser au lieu de cinq!”

The two of them held their berets steady and ran off.

“What was that about?” Fluttershy asked.

“I’m not sure, but I think they were running late, since one of them was pointing at the clock,” Rarity said.

“We should get going, too,” Fluttershy said. “I have Spanish soon.”

“Indeed,” Rarity said. “I also have German.”

“German?” Applejack said. “Rarity, I didn’t take y’all for the German learning type.”

“It’s strictly for business purposes, I assure you,” Rarity said. “The fashion industry is in big in Germany, or so I’m told.”

The group went their separate ways, with Fluttershy, Applejack and Pinkie heading to Spanish and Twilight and Rarity going to German class.

Fluttershy, Applejack and Pinkie arrived at Spanish class and took their seats. The rest of the class seemed uninterested, their minds elsewhere. They played on their phones, or with cup and balls or yo-yos, their textbooks laid out askew at an angle on their desk.

The teacher came in and reinvigorated the students’ interests in the subject. She was tall, pale skinned, with long blue hair and wearing a black lipstick. Of more interest to Fluttershy’s group of friends was the long purple dress she wore with elegant black markings on it.

“Is that legal?” Applejack asked. “Don’t they have a dress code at the school?”

“If you have a question, raise your hand,” the teacher said, getting onto Applejack.

“And she’s got super hearing!” Pinkie whispered.

“It’s not hard when you three whisper like someone ringing a church bell. Seriously, do you have any idea how loud you are?” the teacher said, and Applejack and Pinkie Pie felt shamed.

The teacher looked around the room. “I notice your textbooks are at an angle, or off to the side. Please fix that. Set your books in front of you and set them straight.”

The students by and large pawed loosely at their books, not bothering to actually fix them.

The teacher picked up a ruler and smacked it against the desk, producing a sharp sound which motivated the students to get their books in order.

“I am very much an organized person,” the teacher said, and Applejack thought she heard stifle a giggle, like she didn’t believe what she was saying, “so I need you all to keep things nice and orderly for me, or I can’t teach class, okay?” She tilted her head off to one side and smiled sweetly.

“Okay,” the students answered.

“Muy bien,” the teacher said, lapsing into Spanish now that everything in the class was ready for her. “Buenos días, mi estudiantes! I am Sonia Dust, vuestra nueva maestra de español.” She wrote her name on the chalkboard. “Now, can anyone tell me what I just said in Spanish?”

The students fumbled about. One boy in the back looked like he was going to raise his hand to answer, then thought better of it.

“No takers?” Sonia asked. “Am I starting from scratch, then?” She scanned the room with an angry eye, then focused her gaze on Fluttershy.

“You,” Sonia pointed the ruler at her.

“Me?” Fluttershy asked, breaking into a sweat and pointing at herself.

“Si. Tú. What did I say in Spanish just now?”

“Oh. Um. Um … Um,” Fluttershy mumbled.

“Hey, leave Fluttershy alone!” Pinkie Pie shouted. “She doesn’t do good under pressure!”

“Sit down, Miss Pie,” Sonia snapped, and her voice was so harsh and cold Pinkie Pie backed down.

Sonia pointed the ruler again. “I will allow you to consult your textbook, if need be, Miss Fluttershy.”

“C-can I?” Fluttershy said. “That would be a great help.”

Sonia nodded.

Fluttershy opened her textbook and held it up to her face, blocking Sonia and the rest of class from view. Out of sight, out of mind followed, and Fluttershy was able to focus without having to think about the eyes of all the other students on her, or Sonia’s hard, stony, piercing gaze.

“You said …” Fluttershy began, placing the book down and having to clear her throat. “You said, “good morning, my students,’ and “I am your new Spanish teacher.”

“Muy bueno,” Sonia said. “And an appropriate response would be…?”

Fluttershy consulted the book again. “Bueno días a usted, también, maestra.”

Sonia cracked a smile. “Very good! Class, you could all learn from Fluttershy here. Now this is a girl who knows how to study.”

“Oh,” Fluttershy shivered at the thought of tutoring other students and brushed a hand through her hair. “I don’t know about that.”

“Regardless, let’s move on, though I will be expecting better from all of you in the future,” Sonia said, her voice fluctuating between sweet and gentle and disciplinary and harsh at the drop of a hat.

Fluttershy arrived home with a sour cloud over hanging over her that her mother could clearly see.

Fluttershy had just set her bag down by the door when her mother approached and gave her daughter a kiss on the head.

"Hey there, my girl," Fluttershy's mother said. "Why so down today? Come on." She played with Fluttershy's bangs. "I can tell when something's bothering you. What is it?"

"Well," Fluttershy said, "it's the new Spanish teacher."

"What about her?" Mother put on a tough face. "If she hurt your feelings, I'll crush her." She pumped a fist.

"No, that's not it," Fluttershy said. "She called on me in class." Fluttershy took a seat at the dining table while her mom prepared some snacks. "I think she's expecting a lot from me."

"Why shouldn't she?" Mother asked, brushing Fluttershy's hair and giving her a kiss on the forehead. "You're great."

"Really?" Fluttershy rolled a nut around on the plate her mother made. "I don't think I'm all that special, am I?"

"Are you kidding?" Mother said. "You've fought demons, fish monsters, plant women ... I think you're pretty awesome, and I bet your teacher does, too. Don't worry, honey. You'll ace this class." She gave her daughter another kiss. "Now stop playing with your food. I know you're nervous, but I thought I raised you better than that."

"Sorry," Fluttershy shrugged. She felt rejuvenated after her mother's kind words. She would hit the books and study hard for Sonia's class.

She was up long past bedtime, reading over her Spanish textbook, reviewing the words, pronunciations, and making notes, sometimes interrupted by the sound of Zephyr Breeze going to the kitchen for a snack. But something about made it go in one ear and out the other. No matter how she tried, Fluttershy just couldn't get it to focus right.

"Ugh," Fluttershy groaned, closing the textbook. "I guess I'll just have to hope it's not difficult next class." She snapped her fingers, trying to think of how to say the same phrase in Spanish. She was unable to and she sighed.

Fluttershy went into the next Spanish class with apprehension so tangible around her it nearly produced a visible cocoon. Everyone else could see it and gave her a wide berth out of respect for her shyness.

Sonia Dust was waiting there for them, filing her nails as she waited for them. She made no motion to recognize the class until it was a minute to start.

Sonia placed the file down, looked at the clock, then swept her eyes across the room, scanning for any missing faces or tardy or absent students.

"Looks like everyone's here," Sonia said. "Muy bien." She stood up from her desk, her dress trailing behind her.

"Why don't we start the same we did the other day?" Sonia suggested. "Fluttershy, would you be so kind as to start us off?"

"Me?" Fluttershy shivered and pointed to herself.

Sonia looked around the room. "Is there anyone else named Fluttershy here?"

"No." Fluttershy gulped. "What - what do you me to say?"

Sonia thought about it. "How about 'I love her kisses'? That should be easy one."

"I love ...?" Fluttershy asked.

"In Spanish," Sonia snapped.

"Okay." Fluttershy took a deep breath to calm down. "Amo?"

"Good," Sonia shook her head. "I mean, bien, bien."

"Amo sus ... oh, I can't do it!" Fluttershy wrapped her hair and twisted it around, burying her face into her desk.

She felt a hand on her shoulder. She looked up to see Sonia beside her.

Sonia took her hand and kissed the back of it, leaving a black lipstick mark.

"It's okay," Sonia said, patting Fluttershy's hand. "I shouldn't have pushed you so hard, so fast. Anyone else?" Sonia looked around. "Rapido, personas! Tenemos que a move on! How about ..." She pointed to Pinkie. "You. Remind me your name."

"Pinkie Pie!" Pinkie Pie said.

"En español," Sonia snapped.

"Me llamo Pinkie Pie!" Pinkie answered quickly.

"Muy bueno," Sonia said. "Vamos a ver una peli."

Sonia set up the project and produced a fairly simple video with a few basic Spanish phrases. Just a run down of some common greetings and responses.

After that, she set the class into groups of two and let them study largely on their own.

The bell rang. Fluttershy took her time gathering her things so she could leave last and not have to mingle in with the large crowd.

"Fluttershy, could I talk to you?" Sonia right as Fluttershy was approaching the door.

"Oh. Um. Sure," Fluttershy said.

"Fluttershy ..." Sonia said, leaning over the desk and putting her hands together. Fluttershy tried not to stare at Sonia's breasts hanging low in her dress.

"I hope you don't think I'm being too hard on you, calling you up like that twice in a row," Sonia said. "It's just ... I know you're a good student, and I want to see you succeed."

"I'm sure there are other students you could focus on," Fluttershy mumbled.

"But they're not you," Sonia said, "and you are the one I am invested in."

"Really?" Fluttershy asked, hiding her face behind her hair. "I'm nothing special."

"No," Sonata said, pulling up and sitting on the desk, her legs hanging off the side seductively.

"You are. I'm aware you have ... certain social challenges, so I am particularly invested in making sure that's not a barrier to your learning."

"Oh," Fluttershy said. "Thank you, Miss Dust. I'm ... not sure I've had a teacher be this understanding of my, um, issues before."

"No need to thank me," Sonia said. "I'm just doing my job and being a good teacher. Walk with me to my office?"

Fluttershy checked her watch. "I have a little time before my next class."
"This shouldn't take long," Sonia said.

Fluttershy joined Sonia in her office. It was a plain office, by Fluttershy noticed there seemed to be some laundry from the dry cleaners tucked away on top of a shelf.

"May I see your phone?" Sonata asked. "I'll give it back."

"What for?"

"For a particular app," Sonata said. Fluttershy uneasily handed her the phone. "My and some of the other teachers developed it to aid in foreign language learning. Let's see ... oh, Candy Crush! ... sorry, sidetracked ... here we go, there is it! And ... download. Here you go."

Sonata handed Fluttershy her phone back. The screen was taken up by an app with a light green background, and three icons of a simplified face. One looked like Sonia's on a purple background. Another was one Fluttershy didn't recognize, and another reminded her slightly of the new French teacher who'd she seen going down the hall before.
"Select my face, and it will take you to my class," Sonia said.

Fluttershy did it. She was awed when the screen filled up with a number of flashcards, quizzes, and helpful links. Everything she needed to practice learning Spanish.

"This should help you study on your own so your social anxiety around people doesn't keep you from learning," Sonia said.

"Really? Wow, thank you much, Miss Dust!"

"Ah, ah, ah," Sonia wagged a finger. "I have a few rules for letting you have this app. I want something in exchange."

"Oh?" Fluttershy covered her mouth with her phone. "Like?"

"I want you to use the app to study," Sonia said. "I want you to study until you reach the point that, the next time I call on you, I want you to answer me in Spanish and be able to talk in Spanish during the whole class period."

Fluttershy nodded. "Okay. I promise, I won't let you down!" She saluted then hopped out of her chair.

"Oh, before you go," Sonia said. "I have another gift for you.”

"I really ought to get to class," Fluttershy said.

"It'll just take a second. I insist. I'll give you extra credit."

Without waiting for a reply, Sonia grabbed Fluttershy by the shoulders and pulled her into a kiss.

"Now go on," Sonia said. She spun Fluttershy around and wheeled her out the door, then quickly shut the door to her office.

Fluttershy stood there, stunned. She'd just been kissed by her teacher, and non-consensually, no less. She was pretty sure that was grounds for firing.

"Excuse me?"

Fluttershy snapped back to reality. She turned and saw the French teacher standing in the hallway. Dagi, Fluttershy thought her name was.

"You are in my way," the teacher said. Though her words were harsh, her voice was soft and gentle. "I need to speak with Miss Dust about something." She pointed to the door.

"Of course," Fluttershy said. She moved out of the way.

Dagi opened the door and went inside.

Fluttershy was about to walk away, but what she heard interested her. She overheard Dagi and Sonia's voices talking.

"You haven't gotten ... distracted?" Dagi asked.

"No," Sonia answered with a bit of annoyance. "I know I can be a little air-headed, but this time, I am focused on the mission. Those brats won't get away this time. Although maybe I'll want some tacos from the cafeteria."

Dagi groaned.

"I'm kidding! I promise you, Ad-"

"Don't use our real names!" Dagi snapped urgently.

"Right, sorry, won't happen again. I promise you, Dagi, everything will go without a hitch. Certainly not from me. I am focused on this task and this task only."

Fluttershy imagined some hand gestures to go with that last statement.

"Good. I'm going to check in with Ariel, see how she's doing."

The door opened. Fluttershy turned around, and Dagi looked stunned to see her still there.

Dagi recovered quickly and waved. She turned and nodded her head at Sonata.

Sonata waved as well, wiggling her fingers. She blew a kiss at Fluttershy, and she and Dagi left the office, trying to look natural.

"See you tomorrow!" Sonia said.

"Yeah," Fluttershy mumbled back. "See you tomorrow."

"No way!" Pinkie Pie cried in astonishment. "Like, she actually kissed you? Like kissed kissed you?"

"That’s not right. You okay?" Applejack asked with concern.

Fluttershy nodded.

"If you ask me, darling, I say you need to report this right away," Rarity said. "Such a flagrant violation of proper student-teacher behavior cannot go unpunished!"

"I don't know," Fluttershy said. "Maybe she didn't mean anything by it? Maybe that's just the way they do it in Mexico or Spain?"

The others girl stared dumbly at her.

"You're right, that's stupid. I'm stupid." Fluttershy sighed.

"You're not stupid, Fluttershy," Applejack assured her. "You just don't like confrontation. Unfortunately for you, this is a situation where has to be some confrontation."

"Yes," Rarity said. "Just because she happens to be a woman herself doesn't mean she gets to get away with illicit student liaisons. You must report this to Principal Celestia as soon as realistically possible!"

"Okay," Fluttershy nodded. "I'll do it. First thing in the morning, I'll talk to Principal Celestia."

"Thatta girl," Applejack clapped Fluttershy on the shoulder. "And if you ever need any help, remember you've got the rest of us backing you up."

"Yeah!" Pinkie Pie said. "If you need us to beat up a teacher, we'll do it!"

"I ... don't think that will be necessary, Pinkie Pie," Rarity said. "At least, I hope so."

"Yeah," Fluttershy said. "I hope so, too." She looked away, uncertain.

Fluttershy returned home and put her bag by the door.

"Hey, sweetie!" Mrs. Shy greeted her. "How was school today?"

"Better," Fluttershy answered, "and worse. My Spanish teacher, Miss Dust, showed me an app she wants me to use to make learning Spanish easier but then ..."

"But then?"

"Then she touched me in a way I wasn't really comfortable with," Fluttershy answered.

Mrs. Shy narrowed her eyes. "I think I understand. Looks like we'll have to a little talk with school."

"Can it wait?" Fluttershy asked. "Right now I kind of ... don't want to deal with it."

"Okay," Mrs. Shy said. "We'll wait until you're ready. But it will be dealt with, Fluttershy. This, I vow!" she made a dramatic gesture, pumping her fist, then made snacks for Fluttershy.

After snacks, Fluttershy went up to her room, sat at her desk, and got out her phone. She opened the app Miss Sonia had given her.

On it were the three faces. Looking at each, Fluttershy thought they looked familiar, but something was keeping her from recalling where from. It was like someone had inserted a see-through plate in her memory, letting her see through to the other side, but now allowing her to get through and fully reclaim the memory.

Fluttershy pushed the thought aside for now. She'd bring it up to the rest of their friends tomorrow.

For now, she was going to see if this app was any good.

As she was moving through the screens, she noticed the ratings for the app in the corner. It was a full five stars.

Curious if the reviews would help her navigate the app, Fluttershy clicked on them and read through a few.

This app is so weird. One minute, I'm trying to learn Spanish, the next thing I know, I'm spacing out and jerking it right in the middle of study room until I jizzed! I woke up knowing a lot more Spanish did, but man, was that odd!

Fluttershy covered her mouth and gasped. How explicit! It was scandalous to leave a review like that.

It must be a troll, Fluttershy figured.

But then the next review said a similar thing.

So my French teacher told me to install this app. I played around with it for a little awhile, and the next thing I know, I'm speaking French while playing with myself!

"Ugh." Fluttershy shut her eyes and looked away. She needed to look away. She clicked out of the reviews and went back to the main app.

Maybe those people were just freaks who got really turned on by non-English languages. That was certainly more believable than this language app somehow made people masturbate.

Fluttershy clicked on the icon of Sonia Dust's face, though she was still troubled by how she remembered and yet not remembered the other faces.

The app's loading screen was interesting. It showed a kiss mark of black lipstick set in the middle of a green circle that spun around as it loaded.

Fluttershy watched it, unaware of how she was falling deeper. The loading screen created an optical illusion, making it look deeper than it actually was.

Fluttershy felt sleepy.

“Presenar a la amante," the app said.

"Presenar a la amante," Fluttershy repeated.

“Amas a la amante."

"Amo la señora," Fluttershy answered back in perfect Spanish.

“Serás una buena puta para la amante."

“Voy a ser una buena puta para la amante,” Fluttershy replied.

“Te corres a la amante,” the app demanded.

“Voy a …”

Fluttershy pulled down her skirt. The spinning lipstick mark appeared in her vision. She thought she saw it spinning right in front of her face, pressed up against her nose.

She guided a hand down towards her cunt and fingered herself, pressing it and out.

Fluttershy moaned and closed her eyes. She panted slightly from the fingering, but she wondered why she was doing this.

"Wait, what am I doing? I shouldn't be ... not at this time of day!"

“Amas a la amante," the app said, as if sensing her reluctance.

The words had a powerful effect on her. She instantly went back to what she was doing, fingering herself deeper and faster.

"Sí," Fluttershy said. "Amo a la señora."

"You love mistress so much. Usted correrra la amarás. You will-"

"Cum!" the app and Fluttershy said at the same time, Fluttershy panting heavily now.

"Yes! Love mistress! Must cum for mistress! Debo correrme para amante!" Fluttershy raved to herself, her fingers a blur as she worked her cunt in a frenzy.

Her vagina winked before letting out a squirt, shooting and spraying cum all over the floor under her desk.

"Ooh ..." Fluttershy moaned and leaned back into her seat, closing her eyes and drifting to sleep.

The app continued to play, repeating various Spanish phrases and words so Fluttershy's brain could absorb them while she slept. There was a definite theme to the words chosen, of submission, desire, pleasure, and obedience. Obedecer and amante came up frequently, though they were a few more sensible phrases thrown in as well, like perdón. Just enough to keep the suspicion off and keep the hapless victim from realizing what was happening.

The next day, Fluttershy and Mrs. Shy went to Principal Celestia's office. After Fluttershy had found the time to clean up her room without letting her mom know what she'd been up to it.

They entered the office and sat down. Mrs. Shy's nostrils flared up and down like a bull ready to charge.

Celestia met them amicably, sitting at her desk and putting her hands together. "Hello, Mrs. Shy. What can I help you with today?"

"You can start by firing your new Spanish teacher," Mrs. Shy answered. "Sonia Dust, I think her name was? Apparently she's touched my daughter in a way none of us approve of - and most other schools wouldn't either!"

Celestia tilted her head. She looked utterly baffled. "Are you sure?"

"Yes, I'm sure!" Mrs. Shy answered. "Fluttershy, tell Celestia what you told me."

“She, um, kissed me,” Fluttershy said. “Without permission.”

"That's fascinating," Celestia said, "and worrisome. I wouldn't have hired Sonia Dust if I didn't have complete faith in her abilities as a teacher. I'll open an investigation. If you'll please permit a few things to sort this out, I'm sure I'll get to the bottom of this. I'm sure Miss Dust has a perfectly reasonable explanation ..."

"I don't want to hear any explanations," Mrs. Shy snapped. "She's made my daughter feel unsafe, and I want her gone this second, or I'll have no choice but to take Fluttershy out of Canterlot High and transfer her somewhere else! Maybe even Crystal Prep."

Fluttershy winced at the idea, but Mrs. Shy knew what she was doing, as the mention of Crystal Prep made Celestia's brow shoot up.

"I'll talk to Sonia Dust right away," Celestia said, standing up. "I'll give her a heads-up and let her know about the unfortunate circumstances of her departure from the school and give her time to collect her things."

"Good," Mrs. Shy said with a smile.

Celestia pushed a button to the loudspeaker. "Sonia Dust to the principal's office. Sonia Dust to the principal's office, please."

Mrs. Shy pressed a hand around Fluttershy's shoulder. The two of them got up and left the room just as Sonia was entering.

Mrs. Shy shot Sonia a dirty glare, but Sonia didn't seem to notice.

Sonia kept her eyes focused on Fluttershy. She gave Fluttershy a warm smile as she passed.

Fluttershy shuddered. She didn't like that smile. Something about seemed wrong, like it wasn't a smile, but a mask holding back and hiding a bundle of rage.

Fluttershy felt something wet smack her across the back of her neck. If she didn't know better, she'd say it was something almost like a kiss.

She turned around, and Sonia Dust was standing in the door to the principal's office, too far away to place a kiss on Fluttershy's neck., but still with a smile which had now changed to one of arrogance.

Fluttershy rubbed at her neck. There was definitely something wet there.

She pulled out her hand and saw smudgings of black lipstick on her fingers.

"Huh," Fluttershy said with curiosity. Where could that have come from?

The next morning, Fluttershy came down the stairs in her butterfly pajamas.

Laughter came from the kitchen, which was unusual in Fluttershy's household.

Fluttershy raced down the stairs to see what was going on, and she couldn't believe what she saw.

Sonia Dust was sitting at the table with Mrs. Shy, and they were laughing and eating pancakes.

"Mom?" Fluttershy asked. "What ... what is this? Why are you having breakfast with Sonia Dust?"

"Oh, Fluttershy, I didn't hear you come down!" Mrs. Shy said. "Sonia Dust was just sharing a delightful story with me about this one time a student wanted a kiss from her. A kiss! From an adult! Can you believe it?" She found this funny and burst back into laughter.

"But ..." Fluttershy rubbed sorely at her shoulder.

"Oh, about that," Mrs. Shy said, "Sonia Dust explained everything to me. She didn't mean to hurt you or scare you. You see, what she did was an ancient Spanish gesture of saying goodbyes from the feudal age. She wasn't groping you; she was just saying goodbye!" Sonia nodded.

"Ancient Spanish ...?" Fluttershy stammered, wondering how her mother could fall for what was obviously drivel and made up excuses.

Then she saw it. Fluttershy tilted her head and saw a hickey with a kiss mark at the center of it on Mrs. Shy's neck. The mark was the same color as Sonia's lipstick.

"Excuse me," Fluttershy said, "I think I need to go back upstairs."

"Take your time!" Mrs. Shy said. "I'm sure Miss Dust would be willing to drive you when you're ready for school!"

Fluttershy went to school with her mom as she usually did instead. It took some begging and pleading, and for Sonia to interject that she didn't mind if Mrs. Shy took Fluttershy. Almost like Mrs. Shy was submissive to her and waiting for her permission.

She wisely decided to skip Spanish class that day. It pained her to play hooky like an irresponsible jock, but she couldn't face Sonia in the classroom. Something was up with her, and she needed to get her friends together so they could figure out why.

It was difficult to get their friends that day. Wherever she went, Fluttershy saw Sonia standing close by and watching her, occasionally making shush gestures with her mouth whenever Fluttershy tried to steer the conversation towards Sonia, which for some reason, whenever Sonia did that, Fluttershy would obey (obedezco) and start talking about something else.

Fluttershy returned home. Everything seemed as normal about her house other than the kiss mark on her mom's neck which mysteriously refused to wash off, and which her father didn't seem to notice or care about. Other than that, they had dinner, watched TV, Zephyr Breeze loafed around, and went to bed.

Fluttershy crawled under her covers and closed her eyes. She wasn't sure if she could sleep after everything that happened today.

Sonia was definitely not to be trusted. She had done something to Ms.Shy. Fluttershy just needed to figure out what before it was too late.

Fluttershy heard the door creaking open, and the floorboards in her room creaking to follow it.

"Who's-" Fluttershy sat upright, but a hand clamped around her mouth and forced her head back onto the pillow.

"Shh," Sonia said, pressing a finger to her thick, pitch-black lips. "There's no need to shout. I'm right here."

Fluttershy shouted, but it came out muffled from the hand.

"Quiet," Sonia said. "You and your have friends have been quite a thorn in our side for a long time, you know, but that ends. Soon, the entire school will be under our control, including you and your little friend group. Now, it's time for you - oh, where are my manners? What are you thinking, Sonata!" Sonia rapped her knuckles against her head. "En espanol." She cleared her throat. "Es la hora que seas una puta."

Sonata took her hand off Fluttershy's mouth, and before Fluttershy could get out a scream, Sonata grabbed her by the cheeks and bent down, placing a forceful kiss on Fluttershy's lips and pinning her to the bed.

Sonata placed a hand on Fluttershy's left breast, the same way she had before, but Fluttershy made no effort. She couldn't. Her head felt like it was emptying out. Like all of of her thoughts were pouring out from her ears and onto the pillow except for a select few that Sonata had cultivated. Thoughts like someter, obedecer, semen, semen para su amante, besos, amar sus besos, querer sus besos, necesitar sus besos para correrse.

And it was true. Fluttershy did want Sonata's kisses. She needed them so she could cum, as she soon did.

"Let's not make a mess, shall we?" Sonata pulled the covers off Fluttershy, then pulled down her pajamas so Fluttershy didn't ruin anything by soaking it with the creme that poured of her winking snatch, cum bubbling out from it like a running creak or a small fountain.

Fluttershy blinked, and when she opened her eyes again, they were replaced with black hearts, filled with nothing but love and affection for mistress Sonata.

"Mistress!" Fluttershy shouted, gripping the sides of her bed in the throes of her orgasm. "Yo quiero ser tu buena puta!"

Sonata chuckled. "I know you do." She dipped a finger into Fluttershy's honey pot, drew Fluttershy's cum onto her finger, and sipped it off her finger to swallow. "I know you do."

Sonata stroked Fluttershy's hair with her clean hand, whispering sweet nothings and assurances about how Fluttershy was going to be not just a good slut, (buena puta) but the best slut, (mejor puta) for her mistress, Amante Sonata, her favorite teacher in her favorite class.

Author's Notes:

I think this may be one of the darkest chapters I've written yet.

First, you've got Sonata picking on Fluttershy because she knows that Fluttershy is an easy target when not backed up by her friends. Then you have her offering sympathy for Fluttershy's social issues in a way it's implied the other teachers don't to make Fluttershy trust her, then you have her acting like she cares about Fluttershy before straight-up committing teacher-on-student, which is a serious problem. And THEN, after all of that, just when Fluttershy thinks there's something to be done, she finds 'Sonia' in her house and her mother, her main support within the house, is compromised!

I knew this story was going to get dark, but yikes.

And yet I am ... oddly okay with all that? Am I terrible person?

Intended Translations:

French

Elle est notre professeur préférée et ces robes sont fantastiques. Ils sont tellement serrés et, comme tu di = she is our favorite teacher and these dresses are fantastic. They’re so tight, and, how you say ...

“Oui, je vois = Yes, I see.
Ces robes sont les nouveaux uniformes assignés par notre professeur = these are the new uniforms assigned by our teacher.

Nous allons être en retard! Puis Mademoiselle Dagi ne nous donnera qu'un baiser au lieu de cinq = We’re going to be late! Then Miss Dagi will give us one kiss instead of five!

Spanish

Muy Bien = very good.
Bueno dias, mi estudiantes! I am Sonia Dust, vuestra nueva maestra de español= Good morning, my students! I am Sonia Dust, your new Spanish teacher.

Si. Tú. = Yes. You.

Rapido, personas! Tenemos que = Hurry, people! We need to get (a move on)

Me llamo = my name is.
Vamos a ver una peli = let’s watch a film.

Presenar a la amante = Submit to mistress.
Amas a la amante = you love mistress.
Amo la señora = I love mistress.
Serás una buena puta para la amante = you will be a good slut for mistress.
Voy a ser una buena puta para la amante = I will be a good slut for mistress.
Usted correrra la amarás = you will cum for mistress.
Voy a … = I will.
Usted enviará. La amarás = You will submit. You will love her.
Debo correrme para amante! = must cum for mistress.

someter, obedecer, semen, semen para su amante, besos, amar sus besos, querer sus besos, necesitar sus besos para correrse. = submit, obey, cum, cum for your mistress, kisses, you love her kisses, want her kisses, need her kisses to cum.

Es la hora que seas una puta. = it’s time for you to be a good slut.
Yo quiero ser tu buena puta = I want to be your good slut.

Buena puta = good slut
Puta mejor = best slut
Amante = Mistress
Obedecer = obey
Perdón = excuse me.