Being a pussy - it's the professor

"Professor Kalalu." She looks surprised, then smiles and tilts her head at you. "Well, that was fast" she says "sorry you got stuck with an old hag like me, dear." You look at her, somewhat dumbfounded. "Old" and "hag" aren't _not_ words you would use to describe her. She looks no older than 30. Completely unashamed, she pulls her pants and panties down to her ankles, revealing her neatly-trimmed pussy. You can't help but stare in anticipation. In just a moment, that will be you. Together with your anticipation you feel a flash of fear. What's this person like? You know nothing about her, or this world you're in. Was this a mistake? The professor smiles sadly at you again, and raises her wand. A bright orange flash fills your vision, and once again, you feel yourself fall through the void.