I Got My Teacher Pregnant Novels & Stories

Their teacher said in alarm as she approached me because I had my hand placed against the top of a nearby chair to support my crumbling self. “Don’t lay your hands on me?!” I snarled, causing her to flinch back in fright. “You have failed once more on your duty as their teacher. While I was enrolling them into this school, I made it crystal clear I was a single mother and didn’t have a husband. How can you let that man take my kids away?”

That’s how good it feels. It turns out I don’t have to level with Gia anymore. It turns out I actually did fuck a teacher.

So I stood there quietly in the doorway, arms folded over my chest, resting a bit on the wall. The student himself rose, clasped hands with Professor Logan, mumbled something about "Thank you, sir," and departed from the room without even glancing in my direction. The door slammed shut. The moment it did, Professor Logan faced me. "You were saying something a while ago," he growled, his voice flat. "Do you mind repeating it?" I glared at the ground for a second, then forced myself to look up and meet his gaze. "I'm pregnant," I breathed, softer than I'd intended.

I asked him innocently, I know what he's talking about but don't show it, my dad and Mr Gray are like best friend but Melvin and I are definitely enemies. "Nathaniel, you know what am I talking about." He sighed and took off his squared glasses. "No, I absolutely have no idea." I scratched my ear lobe. "You...you had sex with a teacher!" He yelled. "Ahh her name was Cheril or something." I scrunched my eyebrows, I did fucked a teacher, she was my french teacher, a tutor. She taunted me with her hot body, I couldn't help it. "Yes her, do you know how many times I had to find a French tutor for you?"

The day before my period, I found a note on my fiancé's phone. [Her period starts tomorrow. I already packed pads and painkillers in her bag.] I smiled. It was such a small thing, but it felt thoughtful. The next day, a dull ache twisted in my lower stomach. Pale and uncomfortable, I dug through my crossbody bag. Nothing. Dark red blood stained my pants. Students pointed behind me and whispered with awkward laughs. I figured he'd just forgotten at the last minute. Then the new intern teacher posted on social media. [Just started working, and my supervising teacher is literally the sweetest! He even got me pads and painkillers. This period has been pain-free!] The photo showed a pack

I thought it was just late. But… Professor Kent slept with me two weeks ago. Oh no. Oh… no, no ,no. Please, it can't be true. “Hello, what would you like to get?” The nurse said and I turned to see that the lady had already left. “Hello?” “Uhm… how do I know if I'm pregnant?” I asked and she raised a brow at me, making my face burn in embarrassment.

But I latched on the stall, breathing as if I am unable to get lungs into my air. A panic attack. "Kristy!" Both Mira and Bailey yelled, reaching for me and pulling me to them. Perhaps I was about to fall. They hugged me, whispering how everything was going to be okay. I was not sure they were right about this. Not when who got me pregnant was a teacher at our school and I was seventeen years old. I had royally screwed up when I fell for him. We all slid down to the floor, which was probably not a good idea but what we didn't really care at the moment. We just sat down, the both trying to soothe me and give me encouraging words.

I felt so broken, I thought I meant something to him, I didn't know that I was just his f**k toy. I hate Barbie so much, she stole him from me, and I would make her pay. I went to my first class, s** education. The drama that happened next made me smile. The teacher Mr. Michael entered inside and began talking. "for today's class I would like to call on Miss Jones to come on and tell the class what she did yesterday, and how it resulted to pregnancy, then I would teach you people why you shouldn't do it" I couldn't stop the smile from spreading across my face, can't wait for her reaction, such a pity, she would be so humiliated.

Her question snapped me back to reality. I remained quiet, tears streaming down my face. I’m in a big mess. How can I be pregnant? It was just one night. “Since you don’t want to talk, I will send the results to the principal. She will handle it,” the doctor said. She was already angry. My entire world collapsed at that moment. Because once the principal knew… There would be no place left for me in this school.

I should have killed him. "Hey Amy , you know Mrs.Beckley was replaced by a temporary music teacher . He will be our class teacher from now on ." Ciara told me turning around . She was sitting in front of me while Asher was beside me , flirting with some random chick in our class. "Why , what happened to her ?" I asked , my head still down . "You don't remember she was pregnant " she said and I remembered suddenly of course she was . "Oh yeah " "So do you know the new teacher is dangerously handsome . Everyone is talking about him .I can't wait to see him " she said in an excited tone.