>Hellhound Feminist

>be me, college student in community college cuz poor
>liberals arts degree until I figure out what I want to do
>enter sociology class, expecting pseudo-socialist drivel and feminist dogma
>was not dissapointed, even had a hellhound professor
>she went on and on about how great the matriarchy is, and how the dismantling of the patriarchy would bring about utopia
>don't really want to hear this, decide to work on my DnD character sheet, the boys are waiting on my **paladin** to be finished up
>suddenly professor hellbitch is looming over me, her breasts casting shadows over my work, fire in her eyes
>'Didn't you hear me Anon? I asked how you felt about the new age of sexual liberation and free love the matriarchy would bring'
>...
>'Sounds pretty dumb, honestly'
>She froze, the room froze
>collective gasp
>She stares into my soul, gripping my desk so tight that it starts to crack
>'What did you say Mr. Anon?' she says with a shaky and emotional voice
>'It sounds pretty dumb. Women were better off being housewives and having kids, not being bitter suffragists who failed their families and took it out on the younger generation'
>She growls, huffing and puffing as her breath stings like fire
>initiate maximum smug
>'Do you have a husband Professor?'
>'No, I have a partner, a Dragon'
>'Huh, no wonder you're so pathetic, you can't even get a husband as an alpha monstergirl'
>The room snickers, then quiets down as she stares daggers into them
>'T-this is exactly what I'm talking about people! Men belittling strong independent women because they do what they want instead of what MEN want! YOU'RE A BIGOTED, SEXIST, HOMOPHOBIC CIS-WHITE MALE ANON'
>Succubutt speaks up alongside the Professor
>'Yeah Anon, didn't think you were some kind of MYSOGYNIST'
>'Yeah Harley, I'm also not a whore, just like you were before you turned. You're no different from our wonderful professor: so desperate and pathetic for love that you'll find it in the lowest of lows'
>Class is practically in uproar, Professor looks like she's about to punch through my head
>Instead, she smashes my desk, a small spigot of flame consuming my character sheet
>About to get up and leave, she lays a heavy paw on my shoulder
>'You leave, I fail you, and say you raped me. If you're so keen on feminism in college, you know what'll happen
>She smiles in indignation, turning around and walking about the classroom, beginning an extended diatribe about how awful men are, yadda yadda
>I just soak it in, laying on my smuggest face
>'And Mr. Anon...see me after class' she says as I roll my eyes

>Spend the next hour of the lecture stealing glances at my bro in the front row, who gives me a thumbs up and an 'ok' whenever the Oni next to him doesn't notice
>his arm is gonna be sore for a while if he keeps it up, but we don't care
>professor is getting tenser and tenser with each word she draws out, looking like she'd transform into a fireball if I lit a match to her
>get a tap on my shoulder, its the kobold next to me, she goes to the local church, nice girl
>'I-I liked the speech Anon...hope you don't get in trouble' she whispered timidly, giving me a little pat on the head
>thank her, and say its no big deal, it's only sociology is all
>at the end of the lecture, my bro gives me a fistbump and wishes me luck, hoping I don't get turned into 'jelly by the Anti-Rape League on campus for trespassing on the professors wymynhood' he says with a laugh
>I return the laugh, giving him a fistbump as well
>'its no big deal man, she's like a big puppy, she won't do anything to me'
>'EXCUSE ME MR. ANON, WHAT DID YOU CALL ME'
>bro tries to hold his laughter as he dashes out of the room, the door slamming behind him as the professor was going red with fury
>'A puppy, Maam, you're like a puppy'
>She growls and slowly walks up to me, her steps leaving little smoke trails as she closes in on me
>I stand my ground, continuing my smug routine
>She walked right up to my face, looking directly at me, as we were around the same height
>'It's about time you learned a thing or two about respect Anon'
>Then, without warning, her face turned from stoic and angry to lecherous and lewd
>?
>She planted a thick, wet kiss on my lips, then pushed me against the wall adjacent to the door, causing a poster about safe spaces to fall and find a new home on one of the desks
>In the confusion, she tore off her dress, revealing full-sized funbags easily pushing into G-cup territory, with no bra and fully erect dark nipples, and a very, very moist vagina
>She licked her lips as she walked up to me, grabbing my hands and pinning me to the wall, and using the rest of her body as leverage to keep me still, rubbing her anxiously waiting womanhood all over my crotch
>'I hate weak men...so much Anon. All these spineless, effeminate, WEAK men...they can't satisfy me...you're not like them though...'
>At this point I was full mast, and she could feel it too, trying to coax it out only with the sticky lubricant staining my clothes
>In her frustration, she used one of her hind legs to try and tear at my pants, setting it on my crotch
>Right before the moment of truth, there was an opening where she was standing on one leg
>So I swept her off-balance, making her try catch her balance, and falling right into my arms
>She looked up at me with these suprised, waiting eyes, and I did want any self-respecting man would do

>I gave her a monsterous headpat, making her cry out and yelp like a little puppy as I indulged the cartilage and fluffiness of her head and ears
>'P-please...this is too lewd a-anon'
>'Lewd? You just tried to rape one of your own students!' I said with some extra pressure on the soft of her head, right where the bones of the skull fuse
>'B-but, t-this is d-different! I-I can't be seen like this! I-it's embarassing!'
>'Oh? And where's all that talk about strong, independent women? Never took you for a cuddling type, especially for someone so brash and hostile'
>'S-shutup...'
>I chuckled as I led her along to the desk at the end of the room, holding her in tow as I continued to headpat her
>'I find it hilarious professor, the fact that you're no different from the other women I've known who were feminists'
>She whimpered softly as I stroked her hair, gently lowering her head over the table and spreading her arms apart
>'Just sad, lonely women who justified their lack of family with oppression, and who wanted nothing more than family...to have the gall to tear it all down out of spite...'
>I pinched her ear at little on 'spite', making her cry out again
>'For that...I feel you should be punished...what do you suggest?'
>'P-P-please...just fuck me...please'
>'What, like some kind of animalistic lustmonkeys? No...we're doing this MY way, and MY way is vanilla...'
>She looked up behind her as I brushed her a tail a little, making her legs quiver in anticipation
>'Stay right there...we need supplies first'
>'W-what supplies?'she asked as I rummaged through the safe space closet, pulling out a large blanket and a set of pillows for maximum comfort in an LGBTQIABBQWTF situation
>I set them down on the floor behind her, then finally unbuckled my pants and let them drop to the floor, making her moan a little; she was finally going to have release
>I straddled her from behind, my rock-hard member creeping just barely on the edges of her vagina, already dripping wet with desire, and leaned forward to whisper in her ear
>'We're going to have sex in the missionary position for the purposes of procreation. I'm going to make you the proudest mother in the world...Amy'
>she shuttered at me calling her by her first name; she sounded like she was practically crying as my hands slid overtop hers
>She looked back to me, tears in her eyes as she smiled sheepishly
>'B-but we're not married...'

>I laughed a little, giving her small kiss as our fingers interlocked and her thighs tensed once again
>'Then do you, Amy, take me to be your lawfully wedded husband? I've already taken you as my lawfully wedded wife'
>'B-but there's no pastor here...how can we be married i-'
>I broke her words with a kiss
>'Stop worrying so much...we're getting married, remember?'
>At this point, she was practically cracking the table
>'W-we are? Y-you and me?'
>'No other way honey, what do you say?'
>The tears began to cascade down faster and faster as she searched for words, choking up the pivotal 'I do'
>'I-I-I-I-I DO!' she screamed, tears flowly freely as she broke the grip I had on her and smothering my face with a kiss, pulling the two of us onto the makeshift bed and pillows in front of desk
>'I WANT TO BE A WIFE AND MOTHER! I DONT WANT TO BE A FEMINIST HELLBITCH ANYMORE! I WANNA HAVE KIDS AND COOK AND CUDDLE AND ALL THOSE GIRLY THINGS! IM TIRED OF BEING SO...SO...CUNTY!'
>I smiled as she poured her passion over me, her hips grinding back and forth on my cock, her breathing labored and fast
>She leaned in close for yet another kiss, over fingers interlocking as she began to ride me with impunity
>'Then you can be that! Be the best mother and wife a man can ask for!'
>'I WILL, I WILL! I'LL BE THE BEST MOTHER...THE BEST WIFE...'
>She was losing it as she rode faster and faster, the walls of her womb getting tighter and tighter as she orgasmed, nearly pushing me over the edge before I flipped her over and put her in missionary
>She locked her legs behind my back as she orgasmed again, pulling my body close and hugging me with her arms as we kissed
>I came a few seconds later, but didn't stop from there
>I was going to paint her insides white, I was going to make my wife pregnant on this day
>But for now...we'd enjoy ourselves
>I slowed down, our bodies fading into the afterglow of our passion, her face lighting up like an angel; she was perfect
>With another tear-filled smile, she gave me another kiss and held me close, keeping the two of us warm in the slight chill of the room
>Her entire body was hot like a furnace, and felt safe and comforting like a mother's touch, I couldn't get enough of it
>'I love you, Anon...' Amy said with a nuzzle and a backrub
>'I love you too Amy...'

>Epilogue
>The next couple years were more tumultus than I would've liked, but it was worth it in my eyes
>Amy's behavior seemed to improve by the minute: instead of talking about patriarchy, she talked about community building, the importance of family, and helping your kin
>She was a glowing, positive individual, as if all the years of her bitter feminist past had fallen wayside
>She had long since broken up with her Dragon partner, citing 'a conflict of personality'
>And still we stayed strong
>Every day, she'd see me after class, wanting to continue where we left off in what she termed the 'marriage roleplay'
>Every day, I tried to explain to her that it was no act; we were going to get married
>She didn't believe me until I proposed to her in front of her class, making her cry tears of joy and excitement as the class congratulated her
>That day, I also found out that she was pregnant, expecting in the Summer
>We organized a quick wedding at the small chapel not too far from the college, with more in attendance than we expected
>Friends, family, students, they all gathered to celebrate
>It was one of the happiest days of my life
>She quit her teaching job at the college, instead opting to teach online at home so she could be a proper mother
>I picked up some jobs while I stayed in college to work on my degree, deciding on engineering to make the big bucks to support the family
>She wanted to have at least seven kids
>I had no problem with it
>That summer, our first daughter was born, Freyja
>Her birth seemed to change everything for us: she was like a new light in our lives, making us work even harder to provide
>Soon after, Amy was pregnant with twins, who are set to deliver in April
>More than anything, I'm content and happy with my wonderful family
>Sometimes, on the quiet nights while Frejya sleeps, me and Amy like to cuddle in the light of the moon, taking in what's happened over the past couple years
>It's in moments like that where I feel that everything is alright, even if its hard
>I wouldn't give this up for the world...