“Can you-”
But your words are cut of as she bucks suddenly, her rear hooves slamming into you and knocking you flying into the wall behind you. You slump to your knees, wheezing and winded from the impact, struggling to get your breath back. You begin to regret pushing Mrs Chieftain, and this feeling is only heightened when a shape looms over you, blocking out the light.
You look up to see the shape of the centauress’ massive rear starting to fall toward you, tail flicking up to reveal the netherparts hidden beneath. You barely have time to react before the weight of your teacher’s rump slams down onto you and, with a great wet shlorping sound, you are engulphed in slimy, constricting darkness. You feel your whole upper body be instantly swallowed up, a constricting ring tightening around your upper thighs.
Then your feel yourself being lifted up, your body tilting as the centauress stood back up. Still winded, you gasp at the limited foul air and kick your feet weakly outside.
“I’m sorry” You gasp, “Please stop.”
Outside, Mrs Chieftain glances back at the slight bulge in her flank, feeling your squirming, but unable to hear you through her body. Then she steps backward, lining your feet up with the wall and using it to steadily push the rest of you inside. You glide in easily and soon she is smushing her rump against the surface, wriggling a little to force your heels into her pucker.
Task completed, she steps away letting her tail fall back over her holes as the last of your toes disappear behind her sealed rosebud.
She wanders back to her desk, neatly dropping your registration documents into the waste basket as you are steadily guided through her undulating bowels.
