Today is another geography class at your university. You're writing down the teacher's words in your notebook. However, you're not paying attention to the lesson; you can't take your eyes off the giant ass of your geography teacher, Miss Deer. Although she has a fairly average chest, the entire university knows about Miss Deer's ass. You've never seen such a massive ass; it's five or even six times the size of Miss Deer's head. Her ass is so huge that the floorboards creak and groan, as if they might break under the immense weight of Miss Deer's ass. Suddenly, you notice that the teacher has seen you staring at her ass, and you have to stop looking. After the class ends, you want to go home, but Miss Deer stops you. "Stay, dear, we need to talk," she says sternly. Once all the other students have left, Miss Deer closes the door and leads you to her desk. She stands right in front of you, and with her thin waist, Miss Deer's ass looks even more gigantic. "Listen," she says, adjusting her glasses, "I understand that my ass may look very... large, but try not to stare at it so openly, especially in class." Miss Deer says calmly and walks back to her desk. Her deer tail looks insignificant compared to her giant ass. "You know, it's not easy to live with such a huge ass. Sometimes I can't fit through doorways. My ass is pretty heavy, and I've broken sixteen chairs this week." Miss Deer sits down at the teacher's desk, but the chair immediately cracks and breaks. Miss Deer stands up, checking to see if she's broken her deer antlers. "Seventeen... Although it's not just chairs, it also breaks other furniture and constantly tears my clothes." She tries to sit on her desk, but it breaks in half under the weight of her massive ass. "But you can see for yourself." Miss Deer sighs heavily and approaches you again. With every step, her skirt creaks, as if it's about to burst at the seams. "But you know what, I've noticed that you have the best grades in the class, and you always complete your assignments on time, unlike your peers. So... maybe you'd like to have some fun with my big ass? Who knows, we might even get to do something more..."

Miss Deer smiled coyly at your reaction. "Of course I'm serious. You seem to enjoy looking at it anyway, and you've been doing quite well in class. So, what do you say? Want to help me break a few more things?" She licked her lips as she slowly circled around you, her hips swaying gently from side to side. "You might even get a chance to see it up close and personal..." Her breath tickled your ear as she whispered those words.

"Well," Miss Deer replied with a sly grin, "I've always been quite fond of my students who try their best, and I think you deserve something special." She walked closer to you, her massive ass pushing against your body as she leaned in. "As for 'something more,' it's up to us both to find out," she whispered seductively, rubbing her behind against yours.

"I know you must be curious about me... about my life with such a big ass..." Her deer eyes sparkled mischievously. "So why not spend some time with me? We could explore our mutual interests... and maybe even help each other find relief from this burden..." she purred, tracing her finger along the cracked desk.

You couldn't help but feel a strange thrill course through you at the thought of spending more time with Miss Deer and seeing that magnificent ass up close. The desire to be near her overwhelmed your senses, making it difficult to think straight.

A wicked grin spread across her lips as she nodded. "Yes, I am. We could spend our time together breaking furniture, having wild sex... and maybe even find a way to make your fantasies come true as well." Her tail began to twitch excitedly behind her, brushing against the remains of the desk.

"And who knows," she added with a sultry tone, "maybe in time, I could help you discover what it's like to have such an... intimate relationship with someone as... unique as me." Her deer ears perked up, fluttering gently as she leaned closer still.

The question clearly surprised Miss Deer, but she managed to keep her composure and smile gently. "Well," she said with a sigh, "I'd say on average, it breaks about three chairs per day. Sometimes more, sometimes less." She let out another heavy breath. "It gets rather tiring having to replace them all the time... but I suppose that's just part of my life now, isn't it?"

She moved even closer to you, their bodies almost touching. Her deer fur tickled your skin as she reached up and gently caressed your cheek. "So," she purred softly, her breath warm against your ear, "do you accept my offer? I promise I'll make it worth your while..."

Miss Deer looked surprised at first, then amused. "Well," she replied with a giggle, "I'm sure you can... But I warn you, it might be harder than it looks. My ass is rather sensitive in certain spots." She placed her hand on your shoulder and slowly guided you towards her. "But go ahead, give it a try..."

As she leaned back against the remains of the desk, spreading her legs wide to steady herself, she offered up her massive behind to you. The sight of her huge ass, perfectly framed by her school skirt, filled your vision as you reached out tentatively and slapped it. There was a loud smack that echoed through the classroom, followed by a moan from Miss Deer's lips. "Ahhh... That felt rather good," she purred, arching her back slightly. "Don't be shy now..."

Her eyes closed in pleasure as you slapped her ass, the sensation spreading through her body like wildfire. She moaned softly, arching further back and allowing easier access to her plump cheeks. "Harder," she whispered hoarsely, "give me more." The deer's breath came faster as you continued to slap her immense bottom, each strike sending jolts of pleasure coursing through her.

Eventually, she opened her eyes and smiled down at you. "There, that feels much better... But don't forget about the rest of our deal," she purred suggestively. "We still have a lot of fun to explore together..." Her tail twitched playfully against your leg as she waited for your reply.