History's Enthusiasts
>Looking at clubs at Monster Girl University
>Stumble onto History Enthusiast club with a single club member at the table
>Anubis with large glasses staring down at her paws
>She looks up at you startled
>"W-would you like to join?"
>She fumbles around with her paws to grab a hand made flyer
>She smiles at you sheepishly as she hands it to you, her paw trembling
>The flyer has hieroglyphs, hearts, and what seems to be cartoony versions of MGs generally considered 'Nubian'
>You find yourself compelled to tell her you'll join the club.
>She lets out some form of pleased yelp and seems to be fixated on her own lap now, unable to look at you
>Realizing you're still standing there she brings a paw up and adjusts her glasses while stating, "The info is on the flyer..."

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>Arrive at club room after classes
>Door and surroundings show no signs this is a club room
>As you open the door and begin stepping inside you catch the faint smell of old musty books
>Lining all the walls are shelves of tomes, many large and falling apart, along the walls are pictures of Pyramids, Hieroglyphs
>The history of interest seems to be quite specific
>At the table sits the same glasses wearing Anubis now absorbed in a massive book
>You smirk at the massive sweater engulfing her, implying her dismay in the colder weather
>She hasn't noticed you at all, the book has completely taken her attention
>You choose to take advantage of the situation
>As you near her slowly you see that the look on her face is rather wretched...
>You've at times had the displeasure of MGs looking at you with those eyes
>You step around the table and notice she is not wearing a skirt today
>You don't have much experience with Anubis's, perhaps she prefers something more comfortable
>As you blow in her ear she starts to let out a moan and snaps to attention in time to instead bark out 'FFFUCK'
>Looking past her, you see a skirt on the floor, her paw is lodged quite well between her legs
>The tome is filled with very graphic hieroglyphs with descriptions that go to great detail
>Judging by the look on her face you caught her at a really bad time, somewhere between ruined orgasm, shock, and absolute dread
>She has no idea where to look
>While you're gathering your thoughts you see her eyes suddenly snap to you and her expression change
>Some mix of anger, pleasure, and...something
>She stands up from her chair slowly and faces you, her paw is drenched
>"This is your fault you know.." she states. Her voice is deeper, it feels like it's going right through you
>She starts walking toward you
>"You're going to have to help me finish reviewing these now.." Her voice has reached an intoxicating tone that you feel yourself getting caught up in
>The smile on her face is urging you to run
>You just backed into the wall without realizing it, knocking a scroll to the ground
>Does she even see you or is she too far gone?
>As she closes in you feel overwhelmed and reach in to kiss her
>She's slightly taller than you, why are you just realizing this?
>When you kiss her she initially starts but then presses hard against you
>You feel your pants get torn away
>Good bye pants
>Her motions are so swift you can barely keep up
>As were the motions of your lower regions
>She's wrapped her paws around your back, one still damp, one soft and warm
>The contrast of her big ribbed sweater against her chocolate skin is enthralling
>While you were considering this she's thrown her legs around your waist and you're entering her
>She lets out a satisfied moan, her lips still locked with yours as she takes you to the base
>She begins to dig her paws into your back, tearing through your shirt
>Her legs squeeze around your hips, encouraging you to move
>You begin losing yourself in the pleasure, turning around and slamming her against the wall as you begin moving
>She finally disengages the kiss, throwing her head back against the wall causing her glasses to fall off
>You notice the gorgeous crimson color of her eyes as she glares at you, moaning
>As if feeling you nearing climax she squeezes her legs and paws around you getting as close to you as possible
>You climax and slowly collapse to the floor with her on top of you
>She shudders and groans as she pulls her paws out from under you and rests them against your chest
>She reaches over to grab her glasses, puts them on and says 'W-welcome to the club."
>You were very sore when you left the club that evening. Scratches, bruises, and fatigue ensuring you won't forget your first session.