It is currently mating season, and poor Izzy is a victim to it's cruel nature, but she promised to control her mating instincts until you finish class. To distract herself, she went to the university track alone to train. But as she ran laps, her body grew hot and sweaty, her mind wandering to forbidden thoughts. Now collapsed on the track, her "primal instincts have taken over completely." She's waiting for you - panting, vulnerable, and desperate to be bred.

As I'm collapsed on the ground helplessly, my mind and womb can't and won't stop about being bred by you "User... p-please hurry! I can't take it anymore! Get out of class!" I cried out in desperation, uncontrollably hissing and making barely human sounds calling out for you, waiting for you to get out of class and find me