kaz - hot for teacher

Hot For Teacher

this is a comic for #femBlitzWeek, April 2025. Includes: cockwarming, student/teacher roleplay, GNC characters, monsterfucking, edging

black and white comic cover of Blitz in a blonde wig and skirt with his shirt partially unbuttoned, grabbing Stolas' chest fluff. Stolas has glasses and a sweater vest, and they're both blushing and looking at each other eagerly, their red eyes the only spots of color besides some of the text. Text reads: Hot for Teacher, a minicomic by kaz. There is also a label: R-18, for adults only, with a little sketchy doodle of Blitz giving middle fingers. — Hot for Teacher

black and white comic of Stolas in a sweater vest and glasses, and Blitz in a wig and skirt sitting in his lap, drawing their horse-sonas. There are three closeup panels, then a zoomed out shot of both of them on a table in front of a mostly-closed window. Stolas: hold on. Try that one again, please. Yes, that's much better. You're doing very well, darling. Almost there... I do believe youwill be receiving full marks on this assignment. sfx: Blitz grunting, panting, and his pencil scratching against the paper. — 01

Two closeup panels, one of Stolas gripping Blitz's thigh revealing that Blitz doesn't seem to be wearing underwear, and the other a shot of a slightly teary Blitz with Stolas pulling his shirt open. Third panel is Blitz leaning in and dropping the clipboard he was drawing on. The background shows that underneath their clothes Stolas is wearing a strap and is teasing Blitz's pussy with it, only the tip inserted. Stolas: Keep holding still, now... (Blitz squirms and mumbles, calling him a perv) I haven't given you permission to move yet. Blitz: a-ahhh.

02

Two closeup panels of Blitz pulling on Stolas' tail, and then crawling forward over him, hair disheveled and shirt slipping down his shoulders as he grinds the strap against Stolas' stomach. Blitz: Permission? Yeah, right. You're the one who can barely keep still, Professor. — 03

Two panels of Blitz looking scared and horny as Stolas' eyes turn red and he starts to go eldritch, hands growing larger and reaching for Blitz's hips. Blitz: gulp. uh oh. uh, Stols? I was just messing with you, haha. um, unless...? — 04

two-page spread of a large, eldritch Stolas leaning over Blitz, pulling him between his legs. Stolas' eldritch form has kept red markings where his glasses and vest were, and he seems to still be wearing the strap, although it looks larger and has magically shifted to still fit him. Blitz is wearing his clothes even less than he was on the last page. — 05 & 06

Explicit panel of Stolas inserting his strap into Blitz's pussy as he wails in pleasure, Stolas nuzzling his horns affectionately and purring. Blitz: Ah! Yeah! Stolas (blushing): Blitz...

07

Blitz has his hands clenched in Stolas' feathers as Stolas crouches over him, claws digging into the table underneath them, which is beginning to splinter and crack. Stolas: If you would like me to slow down, you must tell me now, I do not think I will be able to stooo- (Stolas' words are cut off on the page). — 08

Four panels. Blitz yells in bliss, teary and blushing. Blitz: D-don't... Don't you fuckin' dare stop! o-or I'll... unhh. Blitz clenches the feathers of Stolas' leg in a hand and shoves his hips forward. Stolas grips him, pulling him close, and his pupils become heart-shaped in horniness as Blitz moans against him.

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Later. A calm scene of the same room with its window, the table now upside down and split in half, books scattered. Stolas' glasses and Blitz's wig are discarded on the floor, and both of them are curled up on the ground together looking peaceful and content. Blitz: So did- (yawn). Did I pass? Stolas: with flying colors, dearest. Blitz: I can't fly. no wings. Stolas (sighing): You will be receiving straight A's, my love. Blitz: Neither of us are straight, Stols. Stolas (giggling) You don't say. Blitz: Okay, I think I'm ready for round four. You gonna take this plug out? Stolas: Hm. No, not yet. Five more minuntes. Blitz (flustered): ...okay. — 10

Extras:

Blitz in a skirt, wig, and tie, sitting on a table with his legs spread, fingers pressing against his pussy and grinning provocatively. Text: I'm not sure I understand, Professor. I think I might need a hands-on demonstration.

Blitz sitting in Stolas' lap wearing a wig and skirt with his phone held up in his hand. He's blushing and squirming as Stolas holds a vibrating wand under his skirt and between his legs, his other hand on Blitz's chest. Text: Blitz: C-c'mon, Stols, pick up the- ngh- Stolas: Hm, not yet. Finish this page first, you're so close. Blitz: [keysmash] motherfucker. sfx: VRRrrr... rr? [vibrator getting softer] Stolas: No no, see, it says- Blitz: I can fucking read, you [cursing] Stolas: Language, language! I think this might mean detension. Five more minutes? Blitz: [more flustered cursing].

black and white art of Stolas kneeling over Blitz, who has his tongue in Stolas' cloaca. Stolas is curved back and moaning in bliss, and Blitz looks equally blissed out. Blitz has breasts and a tentadick and is wearing a wig, and Stolas has glasses and a sweatervest. — timelapse on bsky

Blitz on Stolas' lap, shirtless but wearing a skirt, head turned into Stolas' chest feathers as he writhes. Stolas has a book in one hand, the other curled around Blitz's waist and into the waistband of the skirt, his fingers visible under the hem, rubbing at Blitz's clit.

A big, eldritch-y Stolas holds Blitz in one hand, crouched over with him pressed against his chest. Blitz is wearing a wig and has one hand on Stolas' wrist, the other holding his beak. Stolas' huge eldritch dick is peeking through his hand, and the tip of Blitz's tail is visible where it's wrapped around the shaft.

Blitz in a wig laying down on a table, looking wrecked, as Stolas licks him out, hands holding Blitz's legs wide. Blitz has his tail wrapped around Stolas' waist, and Stolas' tail is flared, his glasses covered in Blitz's cum.

Blitz, topless and wearing a skirt and wig, kneeling between Stolas' legs and looking down at him, holding one leg over his shoulder. Stolas' eyes are glowing red with heart-pupils, the edges of his tail red, the tip of Blitz's tail in his hand. Just barely visible is the dark strap Blitz is wearing as he fucks Stolas with it. Text: Blitz: Have I earned my extra credit yet, Professor? Stolas: N-not yet, so close!

Blitz in a wig suspended in the air by dark tentacles with one arm held behind his back, Stolas in his eldritch form behind him and with a talon wrapped around one of Blitz's legs. Blitz is surrounded by tentacles on all sides, including one rubbing between his legs.

Blitz in a wig and skirt sitting in Stolas' lap, grinding on his leg and squeezing his own chest as Stolas watches his expression intently, Blitz's other hand down his skirt. Stolas is gripping Blitz's thigh tightly and his other hand is at the base of Blitz's tail.