Dear diary~
Yesterday I went back to school. No, not the university, mind that, but high-school. My clients jobs do vary a lot, but PE teachers? That was a first! The guys had big ambitions when taking this career path, be inspirational to the youth, train them hard, create true sportsmen and sportswomen. Then one day sit in the crowd and watch as their star pupil brings home the gold. Very ambitious. Like I didn't hear that before, right dad? Anyways, reality hit them hard like truck-kun isekaing a turbovirgin MC, and it turned out that modern youth are lazy, media-addicted assholes that blame their fat-asses for "muh genes", and with that, those pure ambitions quickly turned into seething frustrations. Frustrations that, with my help, they turned into a sexual drive. So there I was, my old PE uniform feeling a bit tight, but that didn't bother no one in the gym storage room. Bouncing fast on a thick pole, FASTER!, my PE pants ripped open, FASTER!, sweat running down my forehead, FASTER! YOU CAN DO IT! Of course I can do it, I make men nut for a living, you silly boy, though it was the first time ever they wanted me to reach that point as fast as I could...
Early sketch version [30/09/2016] https://www.patreon.com/posts/young-athlete-6886788
Done with black pen.
Geno E. Vefa and art © me ;3
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