[M4F ] Our Idiot Professor Thinks the Clit is a Myth.

"Thank you for holding. Your call is very important to us."

The every time the university's AI assistant Shelly broke up the unlicensed disco the they used for diegetic sound, Dana became more convinced that was an absolute fucking lie. Go Sea Turtles. After 37 minutes(who's counting) a soft click registered from a new caller. When Dana enrolled in Women's Studies 201 she expected Cady Stanton, Theory, the Wage Gap,

"And instead I'm enrolled in Woman's Studies. With an 'A'! Which is apparently the study of A woman."

There was a pause, keyboard working away. Before the agents voice came over the air

"It says here the department was restructured in the spring. The Women's Studies program was discontinued." He paused, before adding helpfully, "But your credits now satisfy the Embodied Inquiry requirement."

Dana looked at the syllabus.

Week Three: The Refractory Period: Fact, Fiction, or Feminist Propaganda?

Week Seven: The Myth of the Female Orgasm: A Skeptic's Journey.

Week Ten: Squirting: An Open Minded Examination of Fluid Dynamics.

Dana was starting to think her advisor was trying to warn her each time she mentioned federal funding getting pulled.

And explained why every lecture started with an ad read.

"Thank you to all of our supports from Brilliant," The "guest speaker" monotoned, reading a spelling error off the slide, "who make this kind of independent research possible. Today, Expedition Unknown. The search for the Clit."

The slides transitioned to a still photo of a woman with her legs opened wide with a poorly cropped watermark for 'BaldEagle.com' visible in the lower right. Overlayed, a small, visibly unlicensed diagram showing the reproductive system was barely visible compared to the obscene photo. The mainstream literature, he said, tapping the diagram at the left ovary, would tell them this was a purely reproductive structure. He disagreed. His finger drifted an inch to the right, landing near the fallopian tube, this was the primary pleasure center.

With an audible click Dr.(Ugh) Garner paused the video, approaching the front of the class and transitioning to his own, hand-drawn diagrams with several visibly mislabeled sections including sphincter #1 and sphincter #2. Oh and this little gem

"The Kraemer study surveyed women stating 70-90% could not achieve an orgasm without Clitoral Stimulation. As we know it is a myth, ipso facto the Female Orgasm. Is also. A Myth."

Garner had at some point in his career, hosted a documentary about egg laying mammals, and clearly never gotten over it.

"You will pair off," Garner said. "Into Lab partners. Each pair will select one so-called 'established fact' of female anatomy" his air quotes were so big it looked like he was asking for uppies "and debunk it. Twenty-minute presentation. Visual aids encouraged. You'll be graded on confidence and willingness to challenge the mainstream narrative."

Priya, who already radiated that she was over this shit, raised her hand. "And what if the fact is true?"

"Then you're not trying hard enough. Follow the money, people!"

Dana had attended the first class, she didn't need to be told her credits were non-refundable.

Oh my God, University really were made just to fuck you in the ass.

Later in the library, Dana stared at her notebook, narrowing her partners to three candidates

#1 Kidney Guy.

Pros: Enthusiasm.

Cons: Said Enthusiasm.

Dana wasn't sure she could work with someone who unironically asked whether the final would be "open map."

#2 Marcus. Introduced himself calling this a "Softball class." Seemed a little horrified by the Anatomical Dartboard

Pros: Shared despair

Cons: About the Bluntest Tool in the Shed

#3 Dork

Pros: Would do the work

Cons: He wears Polos to class + called himself "One of the good ones"

Dana rubbed her eyes, maybe she should just eat the drop fee and try next semester. She was busy weighing her odds of being held back a year when she glanced across the library, and found candidate four.

Dark jacket. The geologist thermos. He had the class syllabus open in front of him and a red pen in his hand as he circled something, wrote a note, and shook his head. Taking his glasses off to rub his eyes, they were barely out of orientation week and it was clear he was as frustrated as Dana.

Dana picked up her bag.

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Cheers Lovelies!

This is definitely on the sillier side, but I think we've all taken a class with a coot who never should have been teaching in the first place.

Or if you haven't, I'm jealous.

I'd like to start from Dana trying to pick out a lab partner for the next three months before settling on a fourth option. We can discuss what you would want out of a character, most of the reason I wrote from Dana's perspective is I thought it would be funnier so she is up to be changed too

A lot of scenes I would like to play are comedic and have to do with either challenging the professor's quack statements or laughing about them.

This would probably go light on the smut(80/20) and what would be there would be focused on testing shit like if the ovaries really are stimulation points.

And if this just made you laugh or you're having a boring Friday afternoon, howdy! I hope you had fun reading

Best Wishes,
- Rook