My Forbidden Lessons with Professor Theodore

Summary

A rare chase figure popped out of my blind box and somehow bound itself to me through an empathy link.

Two days later, the doll vanished.

During class, I suddenly felt two warm hands stroking my neck. A shiver ran through me.

Damn it! Whoever has my empathy doll is putting their hands all over it.

Before I could react, those hands slid lower and squeezed my breasts.

A rush of tingling pleasure flooded my body.

I reached out to stop them without thinking. The sudden movement made the cold, serious young professor at the front of the room turn to look at me.