Looking thoughout the class room you narrow you eyes and everyone comes to attention before you signal them to sit down. The class consists mainly of year 8 males and due to your taste you take you time eyeing out a meal.
None of them make direct eye contact with you in fear of you targeting them. The feeling of power is exciting and knowing one of these young males may very well be you next dinner is exciting.
Wearing a long dark black leather dress that hugs the curves of you hips, with a matching black button up vest that covers your assets and a silk shirt. You have stylish shoes but not high heels knowing how hard it can be to catch running prey in them you base most of you attacks on targets by surprise or wooing them into a false sense of security.
“I doubt any of you males will live long in this world where women rule but under the teaching rule I still have to give you some education. Why I don’t know? Too sound poetic when your inside a women begging for freedom or just encase you make it to the stage you can breed with a female and as such we hope you have enough intelligence to pace on before someone passes you on. I am Katie Winslet your teacher who will cover most subjects from English to Mathematics and let me warn you all I have Zero tolerance for annoying people in my class. Especially ones that I can eat.” You lick you lips as they shudder, then pulling out the timetable you sigh on how boring classes can get.
“Ok looks like we have Library class, I want everyone to orderly march up to the Library and get cracking on your assignments. If you stuff around and behave like animals I’ll eat you as if you where an animal.” You growl hearing a ‘yes ma’am’ you giggle seeing them all walk out you…
