Eyes creeping over the edge of her desk, the spindly vine snake inched up her skirt, scanning the information spiderwebbed across her scaly green thigh. Pensive, she hiked her skirt slightly higher, the dense answer key spanning all the way to her panty line. This was a rather long test, and an important one as far as her grade was concerned. As such, the cheat sheet decorating her slender leg was quite dense. Because of that, Sarah was forced to expose a wide swath of her smooth scales to the classroom's fluorescent lights.
Although her history teacher's steely gaze unnerved her a bit, the serpent was confident that she wouldn't get caught. After all, she'd gotten away with it countless times in the past. In fact, the snake had been engaging in this little bit of academic espionage for quite some time now, and her marks were rarely ever below the top 5 percent on any quiz. Even if someone did catch her, all she needed to do was just flash a bit more than her thigh and they'd be falling over themselves to help her cheat. It was how she got the answer key in the first place.
Unbeknownst to the green-scaled seductress, her callous promiscuity had consequences. One such example was currently eyeing the vast scrawl on her limb from across the row of desks. Mike Rogers was another victim of the vine snake's manipulations, having been strung along on a date he'd only realized afterward was a sham. Like the rest of his peers who'd been lured into Sarah's coils, he'd simply chalked up his failed relationship to being outclassed by the elegant beauty. However, when the reptile's skirt slid up her scaly leg and revealed the intricate text crammed on her thigh, a mixture of confusion and irritation churned inside the golden retriever. If he hadn't already been burned by the serpent before, this might have been where the canine schmoozed his way into using this information as leverage with her for access to her smoothly scaled curves like all the others. As it stood, all he wanted to do was take her down a peg.
So, as Sarah wiggled her slim tailtip and inched up her skirt one more notch to get a better look at her writing, Mike summoned the courage to expose her secret. "Hey, Mr. Norris," he called out. "She's cheating!"
The venomous snake was so preoccupied with her dense scribbles that she didn't notice that the retriever had caught wind of what she was doing until it was too late. "What?" she hissed angrily as the teacher's gaze snapped to her. "What's your problem, Rogers?" she asked snidely, quickly sliding her skirt back down and sitting up straight.
"It-It's under her skirt, sir!" Mike huffed, looking almost gleeful as he pointed at the vine snake's glossy, green leg. "She's got the answers written on her thigh!"
A guilty flush warmed Sarah's cold blood. She couldn't believe this goddamn mutt had actually managed to get the drop on her. "How dare you! You're not going to get a peek under my skirt, pervert!" she spat, turning to the teacher for support. "This is blatant sexual harassment!"
Mr. Norris raised his eyebrow at the disruption. "Mr. Rogers, we're in the middle of a test here. Could you please refrain from such… distractions?"
Nervously licking his chops, the dog hesitated only a moment before reaching across the aisle and flipping up the reptile's skirt. "S-See?!" he exclaimed in triumph. "Just like I said!"
"Get your paws off of me!" Sarah hissed, her tail waving angrily against her chair as she jerked away. As she wrestled with the canine's grip, the slender vine snake's scales marred with black ink danced about damningly beneath the fluorescent lights of the classroom.
"Mr. Rogers," the annoyed badger behind the teacher's desk grumbled. "Enough. You've made your point, although I would have appreciated if you'd done so without making such a scene." He then turned his attention toward the green-scaled reptile. "Miss Harrison, you should be ashamed of yourself," he said condescendingly, fixing her with a stern glare. "I don't know how long this has been going on, but this obviously puts you in serious academic jeopardy. Until we sort out the issue, I'll ask you to surrender your skirt to prevent any further cheating."
The vine snake swallowed anxiously. Her need to get top marks had landed her in deep waters here. As much as she didn't want to expose her scales to the room, she knew that if she refused to comply, any hope of salvaging her grade was lost. So, she hesitantly approached the side of Mr. Norris' desk, her slender tail held tightly to her rump as she reached her scaled fingertips toward the hem of her skirt. With a feather-light touch, she hooked it into the fabric, pulling it down and revealing her smooth, green, feminine flesh. As Mr. Norris laid eyes on Sarah's glassy legs and long, sensual tail, his expression hardened.
"There," the snake snapped, trying her best to keep her voice from trembling as she handed Mr. Norris her skirt. "You happy?"