Gonna post that green I was holding onto to celebrate it living
>Your grades have been slipping a bit
>It's not your best subject, but you do know it enough to pass, it's just you've missed too many assignments due to "unexcused absences"
>It's not your fault your maybe/maybe not gf finds you so delicious
>And technically, you were there, just y'know, not in a position to hear things
>But you still need to pass, so one morning you come in a bit before class to ask the teacher if you can do some extra credit
>"You know I said at the start of the semester I don't normally do that" she says causing your spirit to fall for a moment, "But... you have actually shown a good grasp of the subject, when you're not.... otherwise preoccupied" she ends with a playful smirk and a glance towards your gf's(?) desk
>"I shouldn't let you, " she begins, bringing you around behind her desk as she sits down, "But perhaps you can do something to convince me to let you retake missed assignments?" she asks, pulling her chair out just enough for you to slip under her desk
>You're stunned for a moment at her brazen request
>It's not an unappealing prospect, you'd be lying if you said you didn't often fantasize about her MILFy figure
>It's just, unlike quite a few saurian teachers, you've never even heard rumors of her going after her human students
>A bit apprehensive about your good fortune, you climb under the desk
>Instead of pulling in like you expected, she stretches her legs out, bringing you face to face with her huge feet
>Wiggling her toes in front of you she asks "My heels are murder on my feet, mind giving me a massage while you're down there?"
>You try to hide your disappointment, doesn't help then you realize other than her stockings, she's wearing nothing beneath her skirt
>Nonetheless you start, picking a foot gently providing pressure on the ball, working your way down her soles, rubbing and kneading all the way down the arch and the heel before moving on to the next