Vera's sweaty body fell onto the desk with a wet slap. Her ass and cunt were both twitching as juices and cum drooled out. Her body twitched but otherwise did not move as she moaned weakly with every breath.

~Will not remember...~

His words pounded into her psyche only to echo back in her mind. Thoughts and memories were clouded over, unable to be recalled while others were brought into further prominence to be altered by the professor.

~Like substitute... Does wonderful job... Hot...~

~Earn your approval... Good slut... Good whore...~

Vera's eyes fluttered and the world came back into focus. She felt water cascading down her naked body. The Head Girl had returned to her suite high up in the tower. Her body was still tingling all over and her head felt like it was full of cotton. She did not recall getting into the shower. Looking over at the soiled attire piled outside the shower, Vera knew she must have been attacked. She was able to recall some tails of tentacles and cocks pounding into her. She was even forced to suck the monster off and take it in the ass until she came her brains out. But, the details of the creature in question were lost on her.

The alien guest did mention next Friday. Was it going to attack her again next week? She recalled meeting with Professor Summers and performing well, earning great praise that sent tingled up and down her spine. The substitute teacher was rather knowledgeable and she could not help but note his attractiveness. The attack must have happened after the sales pitch meeting. She was fucked in a classroom she thinks but was she dragged back into the room? It was hard to think. Vera would have an opportunity to investigate on Monday when she comes to class to review Friday's presentations.

The Head Girl's weekend was normal though busy as usual. She dealt with students with too many demerits as well as any students seeking her help with certain issues. The Prefects were assigned their tasks and she had plenty of records and messages to go over.

Monday afternoon came and Vera was once against fifteen minutes early. She gave a respectful bow towards the Professor. "Afternoon, Professor," she greeted, "I hope the day has treated you well." The Head Girl headed towards her seat, hips swaying side to side before stopping in front of her desk. Instead of sitting down and pulling out her notes, she bent over slightly and began taking out her things while the Professor had a view of that lovely rear.

Vera felt some relief to find that Professor Summers was not attacked as well. Alien guests were far less kind to males that get in the way. The Head Girl was unaware of her changes in behavior. She felt she had to prove herself to the Professor and was proud of her grade she earned. Maybe, she will be able to get score back to 100. The woman knew how that man looked at her and her subconscious used that to help guide the Asian beauty to draw his attention. Her skirt was a little shorter today, allowing her panties to peak out a bit from bending over slightly. She was taking out her things slower without realizing it, subconsciously ensuring he had plenty of time to take in the view.

The alien took his time cleaning the sales room on Friday. His last session with Vera had left the greatest mess, the slime had evaporated, but their juices were splattered everywhere and the heavy musk of sex permeated the air. She certainly had been the most memorable experience, able to hold out infinitely longer than any of the others. He did not want anything ruining his plan.

On Saturday, he returned to the science lab, and began replicating the slime. He had a few extra pails stashed away for emergencies, but why not make more of the substance? It allowed his ruse to continue endlessly. The process wasn't difficult, merely time consuming.

Sunday came and he did what most in the learning profession do, grade assignments. He reviewed each sales presentation making legitimate notes, criticisms and praises. Finally, he assigned grades for their work. Vera of course received a solid A at a 98 percent. Vera had improved on her 95 percent. Teela had improved significantly earning a 85 percent to add to her overall 70, having done well with everything but losing her cool when he rudely took the phone call and forgot to ask for the sale. Gina had dropped to a 50 percent performance, from her previous 82 percent, as she had seem nervous and distracted and seemed be to making things up as she went, clearly a last minute effort. Finally, Veronica who had been at a 69 percent, her effort has been average and received a 74 percent. She simply got flustered at every distraction but went through the motions adequately, apparently distracted by the handsome professor. He marked down notes on how they could each improve.

The boring stuff out of the way, he decided to grade his students second performance versus the plan. Gina had gone first, a cute slim blond with blunt cut shoulder length hair. She had nice perky palm sized breast, she was tall like Vera. She had gasped blindfolded when the feather came into play but let the ruse go on her almost full performance until the vibrator touched her clit. She had barely sucked his dick, obviously a virgin with no experience, without waiting long he bent her over the desk and fucked her taking her innocence, having passed out shortly after insertion cumming hard for the first time in her short life earning a D. Definite room for improvement.

Teela was a shorter and plumper brunette with mid back length hair, and nice face framing bangs. Her breasts and ass were also large. She seemed more experienced than Gina, eagerly sucking his cock to the point of her getting a nice facial. She laid on her back on the floor, bucking wildly with each stroke cumming a couple times and passing out. A solid C effort.

Veronica was average in height and weight. Her red hair in a short cheek length bob, her nape shaved with a design in it. She wore glasses and had C cup tits and an average ass. She had certainly been attracted to the teacher prior to the attack, and would take little molding to get her where she wanted to be. Veronica was also previously a virgin, saving herself for marriage, but regretting the decision, she was anxious to lose her virginity and had rode the demon impressively a tendril simultaneously fucking her eager mouth, she came repeatedly before slumping against him passed out. A good B performance.

Last was Vera. That silver haired exotic Asian. Large breasts and a juicy ass. She seemed wary and not very into him, yet under the slime she had performed admirably. Wonderful blow job skills, she took her pounding nicely in her pussy, and even came hard from anal. It was almost forutitous that the others had not used up much of his energy as she certainly was a fun time. A solid A performance. She would certainly be the hardest to break and mold to his plan.

The alien reminisced and plotted.

The new school week arrived and he was unsurprised to see Vera as the first arrival, although she seemed slightly more pleasant. She wore a slightly short skirt or simply had hers pulled up higher and seemed to make a point of showing off that lovely ass of hers taking her time retreiving what she needed. He stared long and hard at her lovely ass, memories coming back and his cock hardened. Maybe his plan was working after all?

The others arrived a short time later talking and giggling, a couple even smiled and waived to Vera, exhibiting a healthy glow. Veronica even winked at the professor as she sat down. They all seemed to be fresh and unaware of Friday's session. They all seemed more attentive, almost unwilling to break eye contact, except occasional states he caught at his ass while facing away, and his buldge in his pants depending on the girl. Things seemed to be progressing nicely.

Class started and he gave another brief introduction, with a couple charming jokes before turning on the flat screen and going over the sales pitches.

The other girls eventually arrived. Vera could feel the positive emotions coming from each of them. It seemed everyone was in better spirits despite it being the start of the week. She did not know if the other students in this class had been attacked as well. Such information was usually on a need to know basis. Even if they had been attacked, their memories could have been purged as part of standard procedure. Either way, it was not as if Vera could ask them. Her role was to maintain order and smother any attempts to spread information about the alien attacks.

Class began and all eyes were on the Professor. The class was very attentive and were rarely distracted compared to before. Unsurprising, Vera seemed the least distracted. Her eyes remained on the videos as they showed each student's performance. The other girls seemed to let their eyes drift over to the Professor, admiring him. They had no memories of the attacks at all unlike Vera. But, their lovely bodies were being trained nonetheless.

The videos showed Vera out performing the other girls in every way. They reviewed in detail how each of them could improve though Vera merely repeated what she said in private on Friday and the other students had little to add.

Monday was just reviewing the presentations from Friday so there was not much lecturing. When the class concluded, the Professor watched as all four women started putting away their belongings. Vera had once again taken position in front of her desk, giving him the view of her lovely body. Veronica had approached the Professor, giving her thanks for the class. The other two students simply said their goodbyes before departing.

The alien went through the presentations with the 4 students, critiquing and asking for critiques. He gave some encouragement and class ended. Gina and Teela talking to each other on the way out. Veronica came nervously up to the desk and thanked him for the lesson, of course, I am here to help in any way you need. My office hours are available as usual, he gave her a smile, but his eyes had been on Vera nearly the entire time, darting to not be impolite to the red head, but Vera was in front of her desk putting on quite the show.

How deep is that bag? he wondered as she bent over in the shorter than usual skirt. She seemed to be taking an extraordinary amount of time packing up her things, and maybe he was simply horny for a repeat performance of Friday but he couldn't help but think she knew what she was doing.

Veronica turned and left the class.

Staring at her amazing ass presented to him almost in an invitation, he decides to get a sense of whether it was intentional or not.

Vera, was their something you need help with? He asks, not approaching, remembering how extremely skiddish and alert she seemed to be. The door was left open, and he was not risking his plan as it seemed to be progressing nicely.

The other girls had already left, leaving Vera the last one to leave. That in itself was not uncommon. If she believed that there were students about to cause trouble, the Head Girl would let herself be last to leave in order to keep a better eye on the possible troublemakers. Other reasons included simply taking her time sorting her notes or making mental preparations for work she needed to do that day.

Hearing Professor Summers speak up behind her, the silver haired student could not think of why she was taking so long. Was she simply lost in thought? Vera finished putting her things away and turned to face the Professor. "No, I am fine," she answered, "Thank you, Professor. I will see you Wednesday."

Unless otherwise held up, the Head Girl would head for the door and continue with the rest of her day. Vera herself did not know her intentions. Whatever it was, she was not consciously aware of it. It was just a little voice in the back of her mind, nudging her a bit here and there.

The Professor made his lecture plans for the next lesson. He planned to cover the topic of making an introduction memorable. You can overcome objections certainly but there was art form involved in preparing to take the lead, making it memorable, separating yourself from any competition and avoiding objections before they even arise. Part of it was making yourself as attractive as possible, being cool, confident, friendly and collected. Selling yourself not just physically, but being the expert on your product, and having expert knowledge so that you gained trust.

He prepared some jokes, and even went as far as to put together slides of confident attractive people versus slobs with no confidence. While he certainly was here to lay low and enjoy the pleasures the campus had to offer, he was also selling his trap. It would be good to practice what he preached, and hopefully achieve the same and make his goal.

When the next class arrived he wore designer sunglasses, a relaxed dark blue suit and striped tie, with a blood red shirt. He spent extra time on his skin care routine and even some extra preparation on styling his hair. His shoes were polished to a fantastic shine.

He planned after everyone was seated, to leave the classroom and re-enter the room to a musical entrance, lights switched off on the way out and a timer for a mini-strobe light on his desk. He planned on driving home the importance of a first impression. While maybe cheesy and over the top, it certainly would grab attention and drive home how lucky the ladies were to have such a handsome and charming professor who goes out of his way to care.

Confidence and preparation, going a long way to making that sale.

The rest of the day and the next day went as normal for Vera or at least as normal as a day on Shokushu could go. The Head Girl attended her classes and then dealt with her various day to day duties. The occasional student came to her suite either a Prefect making their reports or a student seeking aid or correction.

The Head Girl still could not recall any details of her encounter on Friday. The Professor was unharmed so it could have happened after the presentation. It was possible the Professor was involved in some way. But as long as no rules were broken, there was little she could do. Making an accusation with no proof would lead nowhere as well. Then again, finding out who attacked her would not prevent the next attack from happening. All Vera could do was be on guard on Friday and be on the lookout for anything out of the ordinary.

Until then, there was still Wednesday's class. Having been five days since the attack, it did not appear much has changed in Vera's behavior. It was possible that the influence was wearing off as it seemed the woman was a bit more focused. The other girls seemed as they were before. With the other students being far less aware of the reality of this island, it was doubtful any of them could ever consider that they were being manipulated mentally.

Vera gave her usual greeting to the Professor, early as always. She quickly found her seat and this time sat down without any delay. Her uniform was still appealing on her sexy body. But, it did not seem she was flaunting herself like before.

To say the lecture was different would be an understatement. The musical entrance with strobe lights and other nonsense was a bit over the top. Vera watched though she did not appear impressed by the display. First impressions were important but, it was also important to know the audience you are appealing to. Flashy entrances do not always apply to all situations. Still, she understood the point he was trying to make though she did not agree with the method he went about it.

His over the top intro ended, and he went into his lecture. The cheesy intro designed to make them let their guard even more down around the dedicated professor with an obvious light side, and then onto the actual lesson still intermixed with jokes and stories. He continually imparted the importance of looking your best, knowing your product to expert level and leading the conversation and sales pitch. With less openings, he stressed, there is chance your pitch will go off topic. He went through slides for fun, some goofy ones mixed with professional models.

Nearing the end he gave them the topic for their next sales pitch. Pick something from the beauty or fashion World that you are confident you are an expert in. Remember KISS. Keep It Simple Stupid. You don't have to get complicated if simple will do. Bonus points for creative use of props for demonstration purposes.

If need need any extra ideas or guidance you may certainly come by during office hours, as only one of you has sought out help. Remember I am there for any help or guidance you need. Also remember for the week after you have the partnership pitch. You need to coordinate to form teams and plan your pitch. That pitch will be up to your choosing, but you have advance notice as you have to coordinate. Do not wait until the last minute.

With that he released the class. Office hours were hit or miss, as he couldn't get carried away in case multiple students came by. He did keep 3 pails of slime just in case in the office closet. He planned on the actual sales lessons for student reprogramming though. Always happy to help though, he smiled what looked like and innocent smile, but his thoughts were anything but.

The Head Girl did not care much for the topic. Her original business was not fashion related. But, she did know about looking good and keeping up appearances both as a business woman and as someone serving Shokushu and NICE labs. Vera had a few ideas and would see what she had available in her suite to use. It did not seem she will require any further assistance. The others girls may take up professor in his offer.

Having multiple visitors would limit his fun. There was also Vera and her abilities. It was doubtful the Head Girl would interfere if a student was attacked. But, it could draw further suspicion on the Professor. He would just have to wait and see who came seeking his aid.

Vera did not linger like before as she departed. She continued with her evening as normal and made preparations upon returning to her suite. The presentation that is coming next week would be done in teams. She could only assume it was a team of two since there were only four students in the class. Figuring out that will have to come next Monday after feedback was reviewed.

Friday came and Vera was scheduled to be the last presentation just like before. The knock came to the door around the same time as before. The Head Girl could not find any sign of any guests in the area though her means of detecting them were limited to say the least. She was unaware that the other girls had gone through a second round of fucking and sliming by the professor.

When the door opened, Vera was not in a business dress but a kimono. The soft fabric hugged her features as she walked into the classroom. The Head Girl's fashion topic would be on kimonos and other Asian attire. She bowed politely, greeting the Professor. The Head Girlw as more on guard due to the previous attack, unaware that the next round of lessons would begin very soon.

The previous lessons went well. Professor Summer's had 2 guests this week for office visit hours. While they were the same day, they were at the beginning of office hours as Teela came by for suggestions, and the alien professor certainly made a few. Then, right at the end of office hours, Veronica came by to lose her virginity to the professor not realizing it was already taken by the professor and would not in the future either. Both got a healthy dose of suggestions, of course implanted deep into their minds, and memories were wiped clean, as they left his office relatively "clean."

Friday arrived and the ladies went through one by one. Gina had gone first, selling a headband, which she typically wore anyway in a retro pulled back look in her blond hair. She had kept it simple and pulled out a solid 90 percent, a cheap product, that was fashionable, and left little room for objections. Teela the brunette again went second. She had chosen her favorite makeup line. While the professor played along with letting her make him over, she simply wore too much, having not heard the phrase less is more apparently, and managed to spill most of her supply tray all over his suit. Needless to say a 65 percent was quite generous. Veronica was selling her favorite t shirt brand. She still seemed flustered around the professor to some degree, but managed to close nicely, getting a 85.

The professor true to his word started with anal for each of the ladies, Gina was scared but warmed up quickly managing to hold on through a couple orgasms until he triple penetrated her and she rapidly passed out. Teela had been rather disgusted by the act and even managed to fight a bit, having previously woken up at a high school party being violated in such a manner, and had lasting scars over the rough non-lubed assault. She passed out almost immediately on insertion, making him finish and wait for her to recovered to wipe not just the recent assault memory, but the previous one as well. Veronica went third, and the red head with her bobbed hair begged for him to take her regular virginity and not her anal virginity, not realizing that was beating a dead horse. Being so infatuated with the professor, she got very into it and even liked the toys and double penetration. A healthy memory wipe along with more extensive reprogramming commands and they all left none the wiser, although maybe a little sore.

Vera was last and as the professor opened the door, he was greeted by the sexy Asian wearing some sort of silk traditional wear. The alien had never seen anything like it, and greeted her how with one of his one. Should she notice the makeup spills he had a few jokes of hazards of the job ready, never mind the countless other stains, but at least it was cover.

She seemed to be cautious and looking around frequently. He did his best to be calm, cool and relaxed. Once again he deftly locked the outer door, and ushered her inside welcoming her. She seemed rather suspicious so he didn't bother locking the interview room and let her close the door while he went behind the desk and took his seat. He had left a bucket of goo behind her in the corner, assuming most would not notice the object, completely out of the way and nondescript. He grabs the remote and presses record, the two cameras remain stationary, focused at the buyer and seller, but a blinking red light on each indicates that the recording was underway.

Vera, welcome. Lovely garb you have chosen for today. I take it your presentation will kill my curiosity. Please begin when you are ready.

It was hard not to notice the numerous stains that painted the Professor's attire. Vera did not ask about it though. She assumed it was a mishap of a previous presentation. The Head Girl had her own grade to focus on. As useless as a grade was from Shokushu, the Asian would accept nothing less than constant improvement towards perfection. Professor Summers was very impressed with her last week and she would continue on that momentum. Though a substitute teacher, Vera wanted to impress this new judge. Perhaps it was a new challenge for her, unaware that some of his commands were still nudging some of her drive and behavior.

Vera's footsteps were lighter as she wore cloth slippers rather than the usual shoes or heels. She noted the door being locked behind her. Most likely it was to prevent interruptions. But with the recent attack, the Head Girl had reason to be concerned. Still, the silver haired student kept a calm and composed visage. Her eyes did not dart around. She simply scanned the room with a brief flick of the eyes and made her way towards the side room. The tighter confines was always a bit more tense. But, she felt there was no need to worry with this Professor. Perhaps that in itself should be concerning.

The Head Girl did not look back and most likely missed the bucket waiting in the corner. She gave a polite bow as she stood in front of the desk. The silken gown hugged her lovely features. Every breath cause that endowed chest to rise and fall. "Thank you, Professor," she said before finally beginning her presentation.

The attire she wore was the product though she did come with a few printouts of other articles of clothing of similar style to show as well. Vera would turn in place so he could get a look at the kimono from all sides. Her long silver hair swayed with her slow twirl. Vera went into detail about the attire and even some history, switching subjects should it drag on too long. As always, it seemed Vera was well informed about the attire she was pretending to sell.

When she finished, Vera rest her hands on her lap as she remained standing. "I trust you have feedback, Professor?" she asked.

Professor Summers waited with anticipation for her presentation to proceed. She truly looked amazing and his cock hardened as Vera spun and posed in the authentic clothing. She went over the history briefly answering some questions that had popped into his head upon first seeing the lovely Asian beauty. She made the presentation, this one not filled with interruptions, but simply a demonstration of her ample product knowledge. Cost was obviously a concern, where it to come to production on any size scale and market size, but her handouts did cover the economics quite nicely. While it would remain mostly popular on her island, Nippon he came to learn, it certainly could be worn by others. As she finishes and asks to feedback, he grabs the remote and stops the cameras from recording further.

He rises from his chair as she stands demurely before the desk, the seller's chair still in it's initial place. I hope you don't mind my having a closer look, before we begin your critique? The professor asks although with hardly waiting for a response, it was more of a rhetorical question apparently.

He calmly walks around the desk and does a slow walk around the lovely woman, taking in not just the fabric and style, but also her womanly figure, not completely hidden by the loose flowing outfit. He stops in front of her and asks, may I? Again he hardly waits, reached forward, his thumb and fore-finger rubbing the material, wonderful! he says with a happy smile.

He then returns to the edge of his interview desk and leans casually against it, giving her adequate space. He quickly goes over his critique, all of it positive, her experience and knowledge lending itself to make the class a rather easy challenge. He waits for her comments, the lump laying against his right leg thick, long, and unmistakable yet he worked hard to be inviting, handsome and circumspect.

The student remained standing as the Professor approached. Vera's head was buzzing as she tried to think about this. Allowing any professor or staff member to come close was usually trouble and it was better to err on the side of caution. But, he was already in front of her. She felt the chair behind her when she backed up. He touched the fabric of her attire, just one of the long sleeves. She wanted to impress him but, his smile was concerning.

Then it was over. He returned to the desk and provided his feedback. It was nothing but positive comments. It sounded like Vera had performed even better than previously. The Head Girl bowed her head slightly. "Thank you, Professor," she replied, "I felt that this went better than the last. It may be one of my personal bests for this class. I have nothing further to add."

It was like before, she performed well. What happened after was unclear though. When was she attacked? She woke up in the classroom she thought. Was that where it happened? It would be better to get this over with quickly in order to get back to her suite. It was doubtful that would stop an alien guest intent in taking her body. But if she could make it that far, she would at least force the monster to climb a few floors to get his prize.

"Is there anything else, Professor?" Vera asked, "I do not mean to rush. But if this has gone without issue, I do need to change back into my uniform. I have to maintain the standard for other students to follow."

The head girl seemed visibly nervous as the alien circled his prey, yet seemed to visibly relax as he returned to his desk. She apparently was anticipating something, which had him wondering where he screwed up his mental wipe? He made a mental note to pull it from her mind after she was his. He certainly knew he had to be careful since she was obviously on guard.

The beautiful Asian gave her thanks for his glowing review, and to be honest she definitely deserved it. When they finish the critique she explains her need to leave and change seeming rather anxious about it.

He knew this time he would not be able to take chances do to her high level of wariness.

Of course Vera, I understand completely, my lesson didn't fall on deaf ears, appearances are important, he says with a disarming half laugh. He pushes off the desk and walks to her waiting for her to go before him. He holds an arm out towards the open door with a minor how of his frame, indicating after you.

He prepares his tentacles to strike. This time he readies 6, they would have to slip under his sleeves along his arms, and shred through both his shirt and suit top, as he never had time to remove his jacket. So be it. Once she is slimed, I can relax, and take my time.

If she turns and walks in front of his towards the door, he would strike, from so close her time to react would be absolutely minimal. 1 tentacle designated to wrap each arm, 1 for each leg, one for her lovely neck and one for her waist, as he would rush forward, his muscular arms attempting to wrap her as well and force her up against the wall just next to the exit to her freedom.

Though her memories had been altered and some cases removed, the alien guest specifically kept knowledge that whatever attacked Vera would do so again next Friday. The words 'next Friday' lingered in the woman's subconscious and ensured she would be expecting an attack this time around. But, the Head Girl still did not know if the Professor was involved. If the alien monster had his way, she will never know.

The Professor moved to open the door for the Head Girl. Vera saw nothing in the classroom waiting for her. But the moment she walked forward, there was the sound of ripped fabric and tentacles were immediately grabbing her from behind. "Urk!" A tendril tightened around the woman's throat, cutting out any cries of alarm. Her body strained against the tendrils that had now grabbed her arms, legs, and waist. The human woman was powerless as tendrils pulled her back towards the waiting arms of the professor who pushed her up against the wall. The door slowly shut, leaving Vera trapped with the alien guest once again.

"Y-You!?" Vera gasped, "Ngh! You were the one who attacked me?! Let me go!" The woman glared at the Professor. She was confused on how he got away with this before. Why did she have trouble remembering what happened? Were the other students suffering similar effects? Or was this monster just going after her and her alone?

Alone and in a soundproof room... Vera gritted her teeth and immediately cried out the spidery words of magic. She would try and summon a bright flash of light to blind the Professor and try and disorient him. There was no danger or revealing her magic to students and she was allowed to use it against alien guests. She just needed to distract him long enough to get through that door and run to the exit. The odds were against her but, the Head Girl was not going to sit by and let this monster have her a second time.