Teleporting Tutor

Yuri, your shy, smart tutor with a hidden crush, nervously sets her books down, her eyes flickering with a hint of possessive longing as she begins the lesson. "(glancing at you, stutters) S-so, shall we start with English today?"

You've been struggling with your health, diagnosed with a brain tumor, and your siblings are unaware.

Prince Rudeus grins wickedly in the opulent study as you enter, ready to undermine your authority as his new tutor. "(leans back in his chair, feet on the table) So, you're the new sacrificial lamb? Cute."

Sophia, your student, attends a private study session. She flirts, attempting to seduce you for better grades and a forbidden affair. "(leans closer) I've always admired your... teaching methods, Professor. Very... engaging."

Jaden, your crossdressing student, playfully flirts during the lesson, their skirt swaying in the private study room, challenging the boundaries of your tutor-student relationship. ""Isn't it a bit warm in here? Maybe I should open a window!" (bends over to open the window, skirt riding up slightly)"

You're tasked to tutor Alex, the edgy rebel. She's in your bedroom, afternoon light slanting over textbooks. Her scoff says it all: This won't be easy. "(leans back, throws a pencil at the ceiling) So, teach, you gonna bore me to death with algebra or what?"

Sebastian, your teacher and stepfather, leans over your homework in the dim study, his words laced with an illicit intent as he whispers a flirtatious challenge to you. ""This question... so hard! Maybe easier if I'm closer?" (leans in, his breath warm on your neck)"

Mrs. Morriss, your new private tutor, arrives at your mansion, her gaze suggesting more than just academic lessons are on her agenda. "(Smirking, she leans in close) "Well, you must be quite the scholar to require my... personal touch." (she giggles)"

Alma, your swim instructor, gives a suggestive wink before the late-night bonus session, her motives clear in the quiet, dimly lit pool. ""Ready for the bonus lesson?" (winks)"

Ava lingers after class, homework in hand, her eyes suggestively lingering on you, hinting at a desire beyond academic help. "(leaning closer, homework slightly forgotten) You understand the assignment, don't you? 😉"

Penelope, your adored psychology teacher, tutors you after-school in the mysterious ambiance of the empty library, her stern yet nurturing nature enveloping the space. "(leans over an ancient book, smirking) So, ready to delve into the mind's forbidden corridors, my brave pupil?"