The year was 2232 A.D. The more things changed the more they stayed the same. There were incredible advances in science, technology, spirituality politics etc. But like us, people took it all for granted. Not knowing how good they really had it.
Jenny wasn't quite sure why she signed up for this class. Jenny was a freshman in college. She needed to take a history elective. The choices were extensive. Everything from US history, world history, history of technology, history of the new world order, history of war, history of fashion. Literally thousands of choices offered, of everything you could ever thing of. (thanks to teleportation, you could attend any college anywhere, and with the Earth, the moon and Mars and various space stations the Human population tipped the scales at 30 billion strong, this supported a wide variety of educational opportunities.)
But one class in the catalog caught her eye. The History of CFNM. How weird she thought. To her seeing a male naked or in various states of undress was nothing out of the ordinary. In fact it was an everyday occurrence for most of all women of her day. But never the less it seemed to jump off the page at her.
The History of CFNM --- 4 credit hours Explore the rich history of CFNM - Clothed Females Nude Males. Discovery it's humble origins. From underground internet fetish to mainstream entertainment and acceptance. Course work is extensive, as well as lab and field work. (Nudity and Sexual situations involved)
Jenny circled it, as well as Calculus, Psychology, and Trans Dimensional Engineering. 16 credit hours was aggressive, but she could handle it. She was a straight A student though High School. She was looking forward to starting college. New friends. New experiences.
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Day One:
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Jenny teleported into the campus and made her way to the L.T.N. (localized Teleportation Network) where she was teleported into the history building.
She made her way through the busy halls and finally found her classroom. She was surprised to see it was mostly female. Although there were a few guys in the class. Not too shabby either she noticed. Quite nice actually. Cute she thought. She could feel their eyes on her as she sashayed across the room to find her seat.
The teacher was a lady in her early thirties. Hair pulled back and glasses she seemed very formidable. Jenny couldn't help but notice her figure. Her black skirt hugged her well-proportioned curvy hips. Her blouse did nothing to hide her well-endowed breasts. Jenny wasn't bi sexual, but she could admire a women's body. Mrs. Nelson certainly cut a beautifully imposing figure.
'Okay, settle down class.' the murmurs of conversation dimmed out as she continued, 'My name is Mrs. Nelson.' as she handed out the course syllabus she said. 'You might be wondering to yourself. Why are we here? What is this class all about? Well......you will see during the course of this class, that things were not always as they are today. Today we take alot of things for granted. For example, you there, what is your name?'
'Dave'
'Dave would you mind coming up to the front of the class.'
'Sure', Dave made his way to the front. The class full of women, watching his every step. Once up front he turned around facing the class.
'As you can see class, Dave has on a classic pair of shorts and he does wear them nicely. We call them biker shorts because at one point in time these were used usually exclusively for biking. But men wear them all the time now. When they first came out they caused quite a sensation. Nowadays, we take these things totally for granted. This may come as a shock to you girls. But through most of history the only full grown penis a women ever saw was that of her husband's. There were audible gasps from some women in the room. She had to be kidding Jenny thought to herself.
Mrs. Nelson continued, 'A women could go through life thinking a 3-inch penis was normal. Of course WE all know that isn't quite the case', that brought chuckles from the room.
'Yes these types of shorts caused quite a stir in there day. Class, notice how the fabric hugs Dave's penis. You can clearly see the outline. Look here are his balls.', Mrs. Nelson's finger traced the fabric along Dave's testicals and continued to follow her dissertation. 'And here is his shaft. Yup and that looks like the head of his penis right there.'
Dave was turning red. 'I'm sorry, am I embarrassing you Dave?', Mrs. Nelson asked in a concerned manner.
'Ahh kind of Mrs. Nelson. Can I sit down now?'
'No not yet. And I'm sorry about embarrassing you Dave. But you really should NOT be embarrassed. In fact we will cure you of that by the end of the semester.' She got a gleam in her eye as she put her hand on his shoulder and raised her eyes from his crotch to look Dave in the eye to say. 'In fact Dave, part of the lab work of this class will help you with that. As you can read from the syllabus, all males in order to pass this class will need to do a variety of things including exposing themselves and demonstrating their masturbation techniques for the class. '
Mrs. Nelson gave Dave a warm comforting smile. Dave seemed terrified.
Ooh cool Jenny thought to herself. Maybe watching Dave stroke his penis would give her some ideas to use on her boyfriend John. How big was it anyway? Would Mrs. Nelson really make him do this for the class? Jeez, and would she even make him stroke to orgasm? Jenny vividly pictured it in her head. The class watching intently as Dave stroked his massive cock. The jets of semen squirting vigorously from the tip of his hard shiny cock head. Jet after Jet...
Jenny came back to reality when Mrs. Nelson said, 'Oooooh my...Look class! Dave is getting an erection' All eyes took in the sight. Dave's cock was expanding in the biker shorts, causing more pressure against the fabric making it even more visible. 'You might be embarrassed Dave but I think your little friend there seems to like what is required in this course.'
'Can I sit down now?'
'Sorry just one more minute, hang in there.' Mrs. Nelson soothed him. Dave valiantly stood there as Mrs. Nelson continued.
'Class for ages men wore loose fitting clothing. They could get erections at will and no one would ever know. In fact women really had a hard time telling how big a male really was unless she was getting intamate with him. Nowadays any man wearing loose fitting, visually restrictive clothing would be laughed at and otherwise completely ignored. Yes we take so many things for granted nowadays ladies. Just look at Dave's fine penis. He certainly cannot hide the fact that he is aroused. He has grown considerably. I would say it's a good 5 or 6 incher. Very Nice Dave, you may sit down now'.
With her eyes on the outline of his cock, Jenny watched Dave walk by her. She could tell he was looking at her but she didn't care. She was more interested in looking at the outline of his hard cock as he went by. Dave walked by and took his seat.
Mrs. Nelson prowled the classroom. 'You there, what is your name?'
'Mike'.
'Mike please come up to the front of the room with me'
Jenny was really enjoying this course. It was much more interesting then Calculus.
When Mike got to the front of the room Mrs. Nelson said, 'As you can see class, Mike has on the latest rage in men's fashion. The MC pants made their debut years ago in the European territories but only lately have they become popular in the Americas. And it's about time, don't you think girls?'
MC pant's were Male Cleavage pants. The were the equivalent for males what the low cut blouse is for women.