Zel Driscoll and his roommate Tim Patterdale were walking to class. Not the same class. But it was the same direction from their dorm so they were walking and talking until they had to take different paths.

The bat suddenly nudged his dog friend and pointed urgently.

Tim followed his finger and rolled his eyes. Zel was pointing towards a busty leopard in a labcoat and short, tight skirt, walking across campus.

"Why are you pointing at Professor Kingsley?" Tim asked, even though he knew where this conversation was going.

"She's a professor? She teaches classes? Classes I could enroll in and then attend? I'll change my major to whatever she teaches! Who cares, I'm still undeclared!"

"She teaches science but it's all super advanced topics," Tim said. "She teaches one class a semester, at weird hours, her class is always full to capacity by people signing up to ogle her tits. And then half of them fail."

Zel scoffed. "I'm an intern at a very prestigious science laboratory. You may have heard of it."

"Yes, you frequently tell me about it."

"So I think I know a thing or two about science." The bat considered. "I'm not complaining. I'm actually a fan. But are college professors allowed to dress that provocatively?"

"I guess so?" Tim shrugged.

Zel ran up to the leopard. "Professor Kingsley, would it be okay to sit in on one of your classes?"


The professor didn't even raise an eyebrow. "You certainly can. Payne Science Building, Lab 9, 6 AM. Be on time. I lock the door at 6:01."

Without waiting for an answer she strode off.

"Six AM?" Zel repeated, like the professor had just introduced something heretofore not explored in Zel's worldview.

Tim jogged a bit to catch up to Zel. "I told you, weird hours. You're not usually up that early, though."

"I never suspected six AM was a time anyone did anything!" Zel said in horrified wonder.

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But he dragged himself out of bed and ran through the lab doors at 6:00:42. All the best seats in the front were already taken so Zel found one in the back.

And then Professor Kingsley may as well have been speaking an alien language for an hour given how little Zel understood of her lecture.

He rubbed his tired eyes as he left the lab and grumpily went looking for caffeine. You practically had to be a PhD just to stare at a pretty lady, it seemed!

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I got a commission of Katie in her crime duds so I got a picture of her in her teaching duds. And decided to post the teaching one first.

Can a professor dress in a skimpy top that barely restrains her massive leopard lumps from bouncing all around? She can if she's Katie Kingsley. She was a very prestigious hire and the university lets her get away with a lot.

Classes scheduled either very late in the day or very early in the morning. Office hours that are more theoretical than literal. She's pulling down two jobs, y'know? Teaching and crime.

If Professor Kingsley knew Zel was a Science Laboratories intern, she might be more interested in him. Never hurts to keep abreast of how the field is doing and there are many places where a spying device may be secreted away on a bat.

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Katie Kingsley owned by me
Art by  chochi