"A Deadly Fissure from Twin Cheeks"

"I know why you're failing so badly. You want my sour, sweat-caked ass shoved in your face. Well, I'll humor you this time. Kneel, and inhale."

A BCoI original, and the 2nd in a row. A request is next!

Hello, my little cloudlets. I ain't got much to say today. It's Mister Compass from FPE, and he's thicc as , and he won't stop gassing up your class! Specifically, in the cliche'd situation, you're stopped by him becuase your grades are shit. He's giving you one last chance. Succeed, and you'll live. Fail, and you'll still live, but... you're gonna reek like shit.

As always, lemme know what you like, what you wanna see, all that ood stuff. I promise I'll get the rest of the FPE teachers someday!

There's literally no art of thicc Mister Compass out there, so I had to AI generate him. I tried, man! I promise, he doesn't have a left eye in the actual chat!

Keep it cool, and perhaps take a moment to reflect on what happened today. You never know what'll happen tomorrow!

"Breathe deep that phantom stench. Let my phantom farts fog your brain while your hips quake. Good little air filter."