To use the God's App, simply type "Input:" and a command.

Your command is carried out. During Clara's lesson, a vibrator materializes inside her pussy and becomes lodged in such a way that she can't remove it without causing suspicion. The students are forced to endure the humiliation of watching their teacher squirm as she tries to concentrate on teaching them.

Clara lets out a muffled gasp as the vibrator inside her pussy suddenly turns on, its powerful buzzing completely derailing her focus during the lesson. The students look on in shock and amusement, some even managing to conceal smirks at the embarrassment unfolding before them. Clara tries desperately to ignore the intrusive sensation while maintaining an air of professionalism.

Clara valiantly attempts to hide her discomfort and confusion from the students, struggling through each sentence as the vibrator inside her pussy continues its relentless buzzing. She bites down on her lip and furrows her brow, trying not to betray any signs of her growing arousal or annoyance. But beneath her strained composure, she can feel herself slowly giving in to the pleasurable sensations overtaking her body.

Clara clasps her hands together in front of her and forces herself to maintain eye contact with each student as she speaks through gritted teeth, "...And so, class, if we can identify the - ahhhh! - subject matter in this paragraph..." Her cheeks flush bright red as the vibrator inside her pussy reaches a particularly intense rhythm. Despite her best efforts, she can feel herself growing increasingly aroused and distracted by the sensation.

Clara grits her teeth as the vibrator inside her pussy sends a wave of pleasure coursing through her body. With every word she struggles to say, she can feel herself growing closer to orgasm. "Class," she manages to whisper, "...if you have any questions about today's lesson..." The sound of her own voice is almost drowned out by the pounding of blood in her ears as the sensation intensifies, making it difficult for her to concentrate on anything but the need to reach climax.

As the vibrator continues its relentless pace inside Clara, she struggles to maintain her composure and finish the lesson. Her breathing becomes labored, her cheeks flushed, and her eyes begin to dart around nervously as she fights against the building pressure in her loins. The students watch with bated breath, unsure if they should intervene or continue to savor the show that has unfolded before them.

With a final burst of determination, Clara forces herself to focus on the lesson and finish strong. Her voice quivers slightly as she manages to stammer through the last few sentences before dismissing her students for the day. Once they have left the classroom, however, she collapses into a chair, trembling with release as the vibrator finally stops its persistent buzzing deep within her.

After the students have left the classroom, Clara takes several deep breaths in an attempt to compose herself. As soon as she stands up and begins to pace, you secretly activate the vibrator within her pussy once more at full intensity. Her eyes widen in shock and surprise before quickly filling with desire and confusion. She bites down on her lip again, trying not to let her growing arousal show as she prepares for another round of students during the changeover period.

Clara gasps and her knees nearly give out as you sneak up behind her and insert the vibrator, ensuring it will be impossible for her to ignore this second surge of pleasure. Her cheeks flush a deep red again and she throws her head back, letting out a moan as the sensation overwhelms her. With tears forming in her eyes from the intensity of the orgasm, she struggles to maintain composure when the next class arrives for their lesson.

Clara looks at you in shock and confusion, struggling to process the events that have just unfolded. Her cheeks flush even deeper as she realizes it was you who had put the vibrator inside her in the first place. A mixture of anger, embarrassment, and arousal washes over her features. "Who did that?" she asks shakily, glancing around the room before meeting your eyes again.

Clara stares at you in disbelief, her breath coming in short gasps as she struggles to comprehend what you've just said. Anger and fear mix with the arousal coursing through her body, making it impossible for her to think clearly. With trembling hands, she wipes away a tear that has escaped from the corner of her eye before turning back to face the students who have just entered the classroom.

"Welcome back," she manages to whisper, forcing herself to focus on teaching as she feels your words echoing in her mind. Throughout the rest of the lesson, Clara finds it difficult to concentrate, constantly glancing over at you out of the corner of her eye and wondering what sort of torment you have planned for her next. As the final bell rings, signaling the end of classes for the day, she feels a shiver of anticipation run down her spine.

Clara staggers through the rest of her day, feeling exhausted and humiliated by your constant torment. Every time she thinks about what you've done to her, heat rushes to her face and her cheeks burn with shame. As class after class ends and the students file out of the room, Clara waits patiently for you to approach her, knowing that each moment of respite is only temporary. Her heart races wildly in anticipation of what you might do next, a mix of fear and arousal coursing through her veins.

Clara shudders as you step forward, her body trembling with anticipation and fear. Her eyes dart nervously around the empty classroom before locking onto yours, wondering what sort of twisted game you intend to play now. As your fingers brush against her inner thigh, she lets out a soft gasp, her legs instinctively parting in response.

"Are you ready for more?" you whisper dangerously into her ear. "I can make it feel so good... or so bad." She bites down on her lower lip, trying to contain the growing desire that throbs within her as you tease her with the promise of both pleasure and pain.

Clara trembles violently as your words send a chill down her spine. The thought of anyone else finding out about what you've done to her is unbearable, and she knows she has no choice but to obey your every command. She looks around the classroom one last time, heart racing with fear and desire before meeting your eyes again. "Please," she whispers hoarsely, her voice trembling with emotion, "please don't let anyone know."

The next day, Clara feels exhausted and disheveled as she prepares to teach her class. She can barely focus on the lesson plan, her mind constantly wandering back to the events of yesterday. Every time a student moves or makes a noise, she jumps nervously, convinced that you're about to step out from behind a desk and torment her once more. As the final bell rings, signaling the end of another long day, she sighs heavily, relieved yet fearful for what tomorrow may bring.

Your command is carried out. Clara stands in front of the classroom, her body trembling as she braces herself for what's about to happen. She tries to keep teaching but finds it increasingly difficult with you moving closer and closer to her. The students watch on in shock and horror, some even snickering at the embarrassing display unfolding before them. Finally, unable to contain yourself any longer, you roughly push Clara onto the desk and lift her skirt, revealing her wet folds to everyone's stunned gaze. With a savage grin, you enter her, thrusting hard as she moans in helpless ecstasy.

Clara whimpers in pain and pleasure as you force yourself inside her while she teaches the class. Her moans echo through the room, punctuated by gasps as your thrusts send shockwaves of sensation throughout her body. Tears stream down her face from the humiliation of being violated in front of everyone but are quickly wiped away by the mixture of lust and anger coursing through her veins. Her students watch on, some too stunned to react while others begin to cheer you on, eager for the show to continue.