“Good morning everyone,” said Professor Rosie, a petit purple female dragon, “Welcome back to Intro to Gender and Sexuality 101. Today we’re going to have a pair of special guest speakers from the LGB alliance to talk about their unique culture. Please listen attentively. It’s a discussion style class, so you’re free to ask questions, but do try to be respectful.”

A small feminine young man sat in the second row. He looked around the room and saw that, with the exception of a pretty young woman, everyone else in the class was an anthro. A couple of foxes, a wolf, an anthro dragon, some deer men, mostly male and probably all gay and here to collect an eventual grievance studies paycheck. As for himself, he was a computer science student, only here for the mandatory “social science” credits. It was a third rate college, and he wound up here only because of problems in high school that had prevented him from graduating. With only a GED, it had been the only college he’d been able to matriculate into.

He resented these furries, but there was a part of him that felt something else towards them. Something he couldn’t let himself admit to.

Two anthro women entered the classroom. One of them was a fox woman in a bikini (of course), and the other a salaciously dressed bat woman. The fox woman had a soft, bubbly energy, like a cheerleader, while the bat woman had a dark, assertive aura.

“Hi Rosie!” they waved to the dragonness, who waved back. “Hi everyone! We’re here from the LGB club. My name is Vicky and my friend’s name is Scarlett. We’re both bisexuals, but mostly lesbian. I am also attracted to femsexed femboys though, and especially enjoy making them!”

The boy felt a deep stirring in his heart, but converted it to antagonism and blurted out, “Don’t you think that’s unethical? Shouldn’t men be shaped like men?”

“Why should they be?” asked Vicky, unphased and still bubbly, “It’s really just a matter of whether the sex is good, isn’t it?”

“But don’t you believe in objective truth?”

“I don’t think it matters,” said Scarlett, “it’s just a matter of preference.”

Professor Rosie looked somewhat affronted by this series of questions.

“Let’s be polite please.”

The boy was about to respond, but thought better of it.

Vicky continued, “My favorite sex acts are cunnilingus and toy penetration. I don’t like men, but I do get off on watching femsexed femboys get used by men. I don’t know why, it just turns me on a lot.”

“This is ridiculous. You’re making your sexuality into your entire personality. I shouldn’t have to listen to this sort of thing in public.”

The rest of the class was eyeing him bitterly, but not saying anything.

“That’s rude!” said Vicky.

“It is rude,” said Rosie, “If you’re going to keep going off on tangents you should excuse yourself.”

“I’m not going off on tangents. You said we could ask questions”

“That didn’t mean you could interrogate people who thoughtfully came to share their cultural experiences.”

The young man was flustered.

“You should apologize, as a matter of fact.”

“I’m not going to apologize,” the young man said defiantly, before considering the situation for a second, “I’m leaving”.

As he got up, Scarlett said “I think we could use you for something though. A cultural demonstration.”

“What do you mean?” he said, “No, screw this, I’m leaving.”

A deer man stood up and blocked the exit.

“What are you doing?” asked the young man.

Scarlett reached into her purse and pulled out a collar. Distractedly, he saw her doing this but turned his focus back to the deer man blocking the door, contemplating whether he could shove him out of the way. While he was looking the deer man up and down, and feeling strange feelings concurrently, Scarlett deftly clipped a small collar around his neck.

“Get this off of me!” the young man reacted, but it was no use. The collar was locked on tight.

“It can only be removed by bluetooth signal,” Vicky smiled, pulling out her cell phone. The boy tried to lunge for it, but the deer man grabbed him and pulled him back, putting him in a full nelson hold.

“The phone can do other things with the collar as well. In fact, as long as the collar remains attached, I can change your body in whatever way the program allows. Let’’s started by getting rid of those nasty clothes.”

She pressed a button on her phone and his clothes disintegrated entirely in a poof of light smoke. He was now naked before the entire class, blushing.

“This is my favorite part,” Vicky said, and pressed a button again, and the boy’s body feminized entirely into that of a petit but comically well endowed woman.

“I don’t want to be a woman!” the boy exclaimed, but his new pussy’s emisions were making the argument to the contrary. Behind him, he felt something pressing against his body stiffen.

“You’re not! You’re a femsexed femboy now! The pinnacle of obligate bottoms. Let me get you adjusted to your new role!”

She adjusted a slider and he started becoming more and more aroused, while simultaneously terrified by the strength and nature of what he was feeling.

Vicky pulled out a black rubber dildo and walked around to the table. As if commanded, the deer man picked up the femsexed femboy and put him on the front table, where Vicky began penetrating him vaginally.

“One of the things I love about this is how sensitive and horny they are. The erotic strength is millions of times better than those of actual women.”

The boy was squealing in unwanted pleasure over and over again, unable to move from the intensity of the feeling. Rosie watched with a look of good humor on her face.

“This is all, of course, temporary, as long as I don’t release the collar. What do you think, should I release it?” Vicky asked the class.

“Release it! Release it!” laughed the class.

“I will. But I want to try this button though. I’ve never tried it before. Scarlett, will you do the honors?”

She handed her the phone, her other hand still casually penetrating the hypersexed cunt over and over again. Scarlett pressed the button.

The boy’s legs sucked up into his butt, followed by his arms into his shoulders. “No… unh… wait! UNH!” he tried to exclaim, but then with a sudden squelching noise not unlike the sound of the cunt itself being repeatedly penetrated, his head retreated into his body while his trunk turned into a cylinder and shrank and hardened until there was nothing left but a vaginal fleshlight on the table. Needless to say, the collar had fallen off in the process.

“Huh. I thought the collar would shrink too” said Scarlett indifferently, “Oh well. Guess he’s a fleshlight now. Who wants to use him first?” Vicky pulled the dildo out, a clear look of lust and deep vindictive amusement on her face.

The deer man who had been restraining him began using him. Rosie said “I guess this is a show and tell object now. Feel free to use it as much as you like. This is a safe space for all sexuality, after all”.

When the deer man had finished, he passed it to a fox man who already had his dick out and began eagerly penetrating the toy.

“I guess his privilege has been checked,” said another deer man, which elicited smiles and a few chuckles from the rest of the class.

“What are you going to do with him? With it, I mean?” asked the human woman, blushing.

“Oh, he’ll be a free use fuckhole in the LGBT center of course!” said Vicky. “He won’t get used all the time, of course, but he’ll at least be horny all the time. Tormented by it in fact. It’s basically sexual hell for them half the time, but in a good way” she added. The human woman hadn’t realized but she’d begun touching herself. As Vicky gave her a cute look, she began rubbing her clitoris in earnest.