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After failing a multitude of courses due to a lack of commitment, Hanneman confronted his lazy student, Hilda Valentine Goneril.
"Young Hilda, I'm afraid if you are missing far too much of my homework to reliably pass my class; I will be forced to not only send you to remedial courses... But perhaps even hold you back for the year." The aged man said with a stern tone. Hilda looked barely phased however, instead just replying with a haughty attitude.
"Hehe, come on Professor~ It's just homework, ya know? Don't you think you can take it easy for me? Please~" Hilda asked with a purty cat's grin. Her chest bouncing as she tried her best to look endearing.
"...Young lady, I'm afraid we'll also need to have a talk about your behavior with the staff. Now, I suggest you get to completing the assignments given to you."
Hilda audibly gasped in front of everybody. Rushing out of the classroom. The words stuck into Hilda's head, she began to panic as she realized that Hanneman was far too straight-laced to charm successfully.
Remedial?! Uuugh, I don't want to waste my time in there. I knew I should have joined Professor Byleth's class instead...!
Wondering of her options, Hilda thought for a second of actually just doing the work she was missing... But quickly relented, she really didn't want to...
Groaning high at the ceiling, when she looked backed down the pink-haired maiden spotted a young boy who was in the same class as her. He was effectively an ace student within Hanneman's classes. Always raising his hand, always scoring high grades... Even now, he was jotting some nonsense in his notebook. He was perfect!
Pushing up her chest and putting on her best smile, she walks towards the young man.
"Hey, you! Want to help a pretty lady out?" The noble lady said with a cute smile.
"Oh! H-Hilda! Um, what do you mean by h-help...? I'm not too good at much besides studying, uehehe" The shifty student said as he creepily laughed to himself.
"...He was definitely awkward," Hilda thought to herself.
"Probably never been approached by a girl before... This should be easy..."
"Weeelll, You know... I'm a bit busy lately with training... And you're just sooo smart...~ How about you do my homework for me and I promise to make it up to ya' later... What do ya' think?" Hilda purposefully said with an attractive tone. She had no plans to do anything... scandalous as a favor. But this tactic always worked with the more nerdy types of boys in her life.
"A-A favor!? O-Okay fine, I will!" He immediately said, an answer that Hilda expected like the genius she saw herself as.
"Great, let me just ge-"
"T-The favor! I'd like to do it now p-please! Let's do the favor now! Okay!?" The nerdy boy cut her off, stuttering as he yelled the whole time.
He said it in such a pathetic tone that it made Hilda move back a bit.
"Uwah creeepy... No wonder girls don't approach him..." She rudely thought.
Buuut this guy is effectively a genius, and he didn't seem the type to lie... So why not just do his favor now? If anything, it'd just embolden him to work even harder on each of the homeworks she was missing!
"Right... Well, depending on what it is. I'll try to see what I can do." Hilda replied with a weak giggle.
Though indeed creeped out at first by his weird behavior, Hilda was relieved when his requests were pretty basic if not just generous!
In payment for doing homework, he asked... to give her a foot-rub!
"...A foot-rub? You want to rub my feet?" The pink-haired lady asked with a tilt.
The boy erratically nodded his head.
"Hah! Deal!" She happily exclaimed.
Tired and sweaty from ax-training earlier in the day, Hilda of course accepted! Gee, A nice foot-rub for her poor, sweaty feet was barely a trade at all!
Taking off her boots, a giggling Hilda quickly put her sore feet right on the young man's nap. "You won't mind the smell, will ya'?" Hilda giggled with a blush. The young man replied saying it was no problem at all. Just what she wanted to hear.
The young Hilda moaned happily as his hands dug into her heels. His fingers were perfect for her soft, dainty feet.
To think she'd get a massage to pay for someone else doing her work!
"Hah! I really am that good, aren't I~?'' The noble woman mused to herself with renewed arrogance.
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These massages continued for days, each time Hilda needed homework done. She'd passed it to the nerdy boy, and the nerdy boy would massage her sweaty feet, recently sore from physical Ax training. An excellent trade if Hilda said so herself. (Which she very often did.)
But as the days turned to weeks... The "trades" got more... strange. Soon, these foot massages began to turn more sensual, with the boy leaning in closely to her toes as if to... sniff her feet? Hilda was a bit grossed out by that, but she assumed he was just trying to get used to her funky foot odor from after-training. After all, as pretty as she was, even Hilda knew just how bad her feet could stink after a day doing nothing but swinging an ax around in those school boots of hers...
Yet things only got weirder as she began to catch the boy following her around after PE class... She also began to notice that her smelly socks in the laundry began to go missing... Sometimes an old boot in her room would be gone too. And even the foot massages she got just started to feel weird!
Indeed, during these more recent massages, the guy would plant Hilda's feet on her lap as usual... But now he would start covering it up with a blanket! At first, he said the blanket was to "dampen" the stench of her sweaty soles for his nose. The blushing noblelady was a bit offended at the idea, but never the less accepted. However, underneath the blanket, Hilda began to feel a strange anomaly between both her feet... It was fleshy and gross and the keen girl could tell that it was definitely not a hand.
The first few times he did this blanket massage thing was strange, but she just let it be, as the massage itself was excellent. The strange stickiness she felt by her feet that was nothing but "lotion" as he said was indeed strange... But she looked past it because what else could it be?
But now on this 5th time he was doing this in a week, Hilda began to grow skeptical to the point of action.
Suddenly pulling up the blanket from her soles, Hilda gasped when she saw it!
It was her stinky feet wrapped around his hard cock!
"WHA-! Why, you little freak!" Hilda exclaimed, her soles kicking away from the nerdy student's genitalia.
"So, this was your end-game when you asked to massage my feet...!? Ugh!" She gagged. What was the purpose! Her feet smell horrible each of the many times he massaged them for her!
"Sh-Shut up!" The boy yelled back, making Hilda flinch from his sudden aggressive tone.
"If it wasn't for me, H-Hanneman would have failed you all the way back to elementary classes! I-I deserve this!" The boy yelled back, his stuttering going reckless with each word out.
"S-So, I-If you want to fail this year. Be my guest and leave! But if not, you better get back to s-stroking my p-penis!" The young pervert said with complete shamelessness. Hilda's face cringed and grimaced as she looked at the shivering boy talk down to her.
...She wanted to beat the absolute shit out of him...
Buuut it was mid-term season. If she failed this course, she'd no doubt be reprimanded harshly by her professors. And take remedial courses!
"...Fine." Hilda said with a defeated tone. She had already given him a "footjob" 4 previous times before this... Might as well just see it through and get a high-grade for it. Sitting back by the student, she began to use her soles to once more rub against his cock firmly.
"Y-Yeah... Just like that! Rub me with those dirty feet, you dumb slut!" The boy yelled, clearly on some form of power-trip.
"Tch." Using her well-toned legs, Hilda firmly gripped the creep's cock to hurt him a bit... Unfortunately it seemed to only egg him on, as he gave a loud, pained groan of pleasure in response.
"Uuuoghh! Just like that...!" The perverted schoolboy exclaimed. This was truly his peak experience of Garreg Mach Academy. He would remember this for decades to come... Meanwhile for Hilda, this was more than likely her lowliest experience within the academy...
"Ugh, last time I ask for favors from this creep... I'll just ask Ignatz to do my homework from now on!"
Hilda bitterly thinks to herself, her sweat-slickened soles stroking as quickly as they could; hoping to finish this filthy "trade-off" sooner rather than later.
It didn't take long to make the young creep cum. Hilda had never given a footjob before, but technique didn't matter to the obvious nerdy virgin she was pleasuring. That pervert was just getting off to the feeling of a woman's touch... Even if the touch was rather dismayed with foot odor...
Hilda grimaced as she felt his load leak over her toes. She quickly cleaned herself off before stomping off away, bare-foot with her boots in hand.
The perverted boy didn't even notice that she was gone until the door slammed shut, snapping him out of his post-nut euphoria... But he did notice that she left her socks behind!
Pocketing them in his pocket, the boy wriggled away to his room; satisfied with the day.
Hilda on the other-hand was extremely displeased. But at last began to finally realize the misgivings of her slothful nature.
She vowed to never rely on strange people for help again!