Chapter 12: Schoolgirl Studies

Steve Davies

Anael’s pussy wrapped about my dick. The angel’s back arched, her cheerleader top rustling as she shuddered in delight. Her blonde hair swayed. Her snatch squeezed about my cock as she wiggled her hips. She leaned over the desk, her fingers caressing the frozen Nikkole’s face. My first class of the day was paused thanks to the app.

“Mmm, imagine it’s this real cheerleader bent over like this,” she moaned as I pumped away at her angelic cunt. I fucked my angel hard from behind. “When you finish editing her, you can have this delight. You could make it so the entire class thinks it’s okay.”

I gritted my teeth. I wanted to do that so badly. To make Nikkole into my underage, cheerleader lover. The more I indulged in the powers of the editing app, the more depraved things I wanted. On Friday when I’d gained this power, I’d never cheated on my wife and had barely thought of fucking my students now...

Now I could fuck them.

Now I had the power.

“Fuck!” I grunted, my hips slamming into Anael’s pussy, burying to the hilt in her juicy depths. My crotch smacked into her rump, her pleated skirts rustling.

“Yes, yes, you can make it happen,” moaned Anael. She nuzzled her face into Nikkole’s, kissing those ruby lips.

My dick twitched and throbbed. My hands slid up Anael’s sides, pushing up her cheerleader’s shell, the sleeveless top she wore. Her skin felt slick and hot beneath my hand. I kept climbing, feeling her sleek, lean delight. Her pussy clenched around my dick until I cupped her breasts. They were small but firm. I kneaded them. I pinched and rolled her nipples, enjoying their stiff delight and the way her pussy squeezed around me.

Her back arched. Her snatch massaged me as I thrust hard into her cunt. The slaps echoed through the quietness of my frozen classroom. My balls, heavy with a load of cum, smacked into her clit again and again.

“You could play with all the girls,” moaned Anael. “At least three of them today. They’ll be so eager to make you happy once you’ve edited their background. Just change the circumstances of their lives, and they’ll be your little schoolgirl lovers.”

I groaned. My head tossed around, staring at the other girls in my classroom. Babette Gagnon, the French beauty with her curly, brown hair; Courtney Franks, my daughter Sam’s friend and lesbian lover; and Evita Loyola, a sultry, Hispanic beauty who died her hair bleached-blonde, contrasting with her golden-brown skin. Those were the sexiest beside Kyleigh and Nikkole.

I could make Babette, Evita, and Nikkole mine. They would fawn over me. I could see it. The three girls rubbing my shoulders as I taught, or sucking my dick while I lectured, or bending over my desk while the class took a test. They could do such wicked things for me.

The temptation was so great.

My dick throbbed as Anael moaned, kissing Nikkole’s lips. The angel’s head turned to the side. She moaned, her delicate hands caressing the frozen girl’s face. I shuddered, my dick slamming hard into Anael’s rump, her skirt rustling. Flesh slapped flesh.

My balls swelled. My lusts grew. I squeezed Anael’s firm breasts. I twisted her nipples. She whimpered each time. Her hips swiveled, stirring that silky, hot pussy around my cock. Her juices dribbled over my balls, bathing them in her passionate heat.

“Damn!” I groaned, my eyes picturing this wondrous delight. It was so hard to think of anything else buried in her pussy.

“Mmm,” Anael moaned, breaking the kiss. She looked over her shoulder, her violet eyes twinkling. “Just edit reality.” Her pussy squeezed around my cock, massaging me. “Change the world so she’s your willing lover!”

“Damn, damn, damn!” I grunted over and over. I glanced back at my desk. At my phone.

My hips thrust harder, ramming my dick to the hilt into Anael’s cunt. I buried over and over into her, churning her into a hot froth. Her juices coated my dick. My balls grew tighter and tighter. My cum built and built in my nuts.

“Just do it!” she moaned, her hips wiggling. “Transform the world. You can have all these naughty sluts. Your little schoolgirl lovers! Your wife has spent the last two decades having all her lovers. It’s your turn.”

“Only because I edited reality,” I grunted. “She was only with ... Marissa.”

“Mmm, all those delights! All those pleasures. Your own cheerleader riding your cock, bouncing with all that perky energy! You can change things so she’ll wear her uniform whenever she comes to class. So you can enjoy those pleated skirts. That naughty look.”

My balls boiled.

I slammed into Anael, picturing Nikkole bouncing up and down my dick. My nutsack smacked into the wanton angel’s flesh. I grunted as my dick erupted. In my mind, I pictured Nikkole’s pleated skirts sway as she rode me, her tits heaving beneath her blouse, her pompoms rustling.

My cum fired over and over into her depths. Pleasure shot into Anael’s cunt. The pleasure flowed through me. It was this wondrous delight. Stars burst across my vision followed by a wave of fuzzy darkness. I groaned, my fingers pinching Anael’s nipples hard.

“Yes, yes, yes!”Anael moaned. Her pussy writhed about my cock. Her cunt milked my spurting dick. My cum spilled over and over into her delicious twat. “You want to change the history of the world so that Nikkole is your lover!”

“Yes!” I growled, the pleasure slamming into my mind.

The ecstasy burned across my thoughts. Every eruption of cum slammed bliss into my mind. My dick spurted jizz into her depths. The angel’s pussy rippled about me as she moaned, kissing Nikkole again. Her hips wiggled, her cunt draining my balls.

I panted as I fired the last blast into Anael’s twat. I leaned over her as she whimpered. Her pussy rippled around my dick. I groaned as my orgasm died into that buzzing bliss. My heart thundered in my chest. I planted my hands on Nikkole’s desk, leaning my weight on them.

“Just pick up your phone, Steve, and let’s change the world.”

I shuddered, staring at the back of my angel’s head. I pulled out of her. I stumbled towards my desk. My dick swayed wet before me. I snagged my phone. Nikkole was on the screen, her figure shown naked. A menu lay beside her.

Nikkole Vance Physical Mental Spiritual

I just had to edit her. I could navigate through her, change the circumstances of her life that would lead to a different Nikkole. One who had lived a different life where the circumstances had changed her into being a different person. One that thought it would be okay to stand up, cross the room, and blow me before the entire class. A world where other people didn’t think it was weird for her to do it.

I tapped her Spiritual Menu.

Spiritual Sexuality Faith Morality Social

I could change so much about her life. I could fix any problems. I could open up her Social Menu and see if there were any relationships that she had. I could go up to her Physical Menu and see if there were any illnesses lurking in her, any genetic problems that might not manifest in her life for another thirty years. I could make her happy.

I bit my lip, my dick throbbing.

Anael stood before me in her short, pleated skirt. My cum ran down her thighs, leaving a pearly trail down her pink flesh. She grinned at me, her eyes so naughty. I stared at her. I wanted to do good in the world.

And not just for myself.

I had to change the mayor to fix my town and the city council. I would do something good with that. My heart squeezed in my chest. I opened up Nikkole’s Sexuality Sub-Menu located in her Spirituality Menu and studied my choices.

Sexuality Orientation Desires Libido Taboos

I could change so much. Her orientations, her taboos, her morals. I could change everything about her, but ... What about doing good? This wouldn’t help others. This wouldn’t make anyone happy but Nikkole and me. Where was the greater good in this?

I’d spent the weekend helping my family and myself. I needed four charges to start fixing my town.

I could use one today and still employ my plan in the minute before midnight this evening...

No!

I backed out of Nikkole’s menu, shaking my head.

“You haven’t edited the mayor,” Anael said. “You want this, Steve.”

“I do,” I groaned. “But I want to be a better man. I want to do some good with this. Not just fuck everyone I can. What sort of man does it make me if I do that?”

“A man free to act on his desires and enjoy himself,” Anael said. “A man freed from the rules of the universe. You can do whatever you want.”

“And I want to make my town better. The world better.” I stared up at her. “Why do you want me to fuck so much?”

“Because I’m the Angel of Sexuality,” she said. “I love sex. The union of two individuals. Or three. More. That raw, primal energy, the most basic aspect of life. It’s beautiful. It’s powerful. It’s pleasurable.” She licked her lips. “You want it. Your lusts have been suppressed inside of you all your life. Reality has molded you to believe you couldn’t act on them. But now ... I just want to free you from those constraints on your desires.”

“I haven’t edited the mayor,” I said, “because I want to edit the mayor and the city council all at once. I’ll do it right before midnight. Edit three. Then edit the last one after midnight.”

I went to close the app.

“You just have to avoid temptation for the rest of the day then,” Anael purred, winking at me.

She vanished as I closed the app. The class burst back into activity, the students working on their tests without realizing anything had happened. Especially Nikkole. I groaned, my dick aching. It was coated in Anael’s juices and still thrust out the fly of my slacks.

My cheeks burned.

I’d forgotten to put my cock away. I glanced out at the students. I slid my chair up tight against my desk, the edge pressing into my stomach, and hoped no one would notice.

James Davies

I groaned as I watched my two created lovers licking up the last of my cum from their faces. Ruri and Orihime were so beautiful. I panted, leaning against the stall divider. Classes were going on, but who needed to do anything.

My cock was still hard. Since I created my two lovers, I had such stamina. That was more proof of my deityhood. I stared down at my women, regaining my breath, my body buzzing from my orgasm. They looked up at me. I could see the love in their eyes, even Ruri’s.

“You want more, don’t you, James,” Orihime said, her blue eyes twinkling. The busty, orange-haired beauty grinned at me. “We’re not going to class at all?”

I shrugged. It was only my computer science class. Who cared about that when I had these two lovely creatures?

Orihime glanced at Ruri. “Why don’t you sit on the toilet?”

“The toilet?” she asked, the blue-purple hair swaying about her face. She bit her lower lip. “Why do you want me to sit on there?”

“You know why,” Orihime said. She rubbed her nose against Ruri’s delicate one. “It’ll make James so happy. And me. Don’t you want to make us happy?”

Ruri trembled. A whimper rose in her throat. She glanced up at me. Then she bounced to her feet, saying, “We should go to class. We can’t be doing this. It’s school, James.”

“And?” I asked as she sank down on the toilet.

Orihime licked her fingers. They had been in Ruri’s pussy a moment ago. My orange-haired lover grinned up at me. Then she turned, kneeling before the toilet, and slid her hands up Ruri’s thighs, vanishing beneath her gray schoolgirl skirt.

Ruri’s face twisted. She let out another whimper. “We’re going to get in trouble, James. We can’t do this here.”

“We can,” I said as Orihime’s hands worked beneath Ruri’s skirt.

“Well, we shouldn’t,” Ruri groaned even as she lifted her rump, assisting my other lover. Ruri’s light-blue panties emerged, worked down her thighs by Orihime. I grinned as my petite, loli lover shuddered on the toilet, her knees pressing tight together so Orihime could draw down her panties. “This is so embarrassing. I can’t let Orihime ... do things to me.”

“Yes, you can,” I said, sinking to my knees. I flipped up Orihime’s skirt, revealing her racy, red thong buried between her plump butt-cheeks and molding to her pussy. I tugged them down, working them over her hips, exposing her shaved vulva. Her juices glistened on her flesh.

Her delicious, sweet musk filled my nose. I breathed it in. My mouth salivated. It was such a treat. It was such a blessing to be able to enjoy this. I leaned down and licked at her snatch. She moaned, her plump rump clenching before my eyes.

“James!” she gasped. “That’s what I’m going to do to Ruri!”

“What?” Ruri gasped. “No, no, we can’t do this. We’ll get caught.”

“Mmm, yes we might,” Orihime moaned. “That makes it hot. It’s why you’re so wet. I can smell you, Ruri, so spicy and delicious. Your passion tickles my nose and makes my mouth water.”

I fluttered my tongue through Orihime’s pussy as her hips wiggled back and forth, smearing her vulva across my lips. I thrust my tongue into her cunt, swirling around in her. I groaned as I fluttered through her folds, licking up her juices. Her cream ran down my chin.

Then Ruri gasped. She let out a whining moan that attracted my attention. I lifted my head and grinned at her. Her face twisted in pleasure. Her head wiggled from side to side. Her skirt bulged with Orihime’s head. She licked and lapped at Ruri. My loli lover. Her eyes squeezed shut. Her thighs squeezed around Orihime’s head.

My dick aching, I brought it to Orihime’s pussy. I slammed into my creation’s snatch. My balls smacked into her clit. Her cunt squeezed around me. Her hips wiggled from side to side as I groaned. She moaned into Ruri’s twat.

“We shouldn’t be doing this,” whimpered Ruri, her face flushed, her purple eyes glossy. “James!”

I grinned, loving her squirming, the way her lower lip fluttered as she shivered. Her small breasts jiggled. The toilet seat creaked. Her body shuddered, toes curling. Her moans echoed through the bathroom, mixing with the slap of flesh on flesh.

I plowed hard into Orihime’s snatch. I loved her juicy cunt wrapped around my dick. I gripped Orihime’s hips, her skirt bunched up beneath my hands. Her butt-cheeks rippled with every thrust of my cock. I buried into her again and again.

Pleasure rippled through my body. Her cunt squeezed around my dick. She massaged me as I plunged into her. I leaned over her, plunging my dick into her snatch. Her moans were so sweet, muffled by Ruri’s pussy.

“You look so beautiful, Ruri,” I groaned.

“Don’t say that!” she whimpered, clamping hands over her blushing cheeks. “We’re in the bathroom and ... and ... Orihime!’

“Mmm, you like that, huh?” Orihime purred, her head moving beneath Ruri’s skirt.

Ruri gasped. Her head thrown back, her breasts pressing taut against her blouse. I licked my lips and then said, “You would look cuter with your blouse unbuttoned, Ruri.”

“James!” she whimpered, her hands clutching at the sides of her blouse, pulling the cloth tight over her, molding to her tits. “Don’t say that. I can’t.”

“You can,” I groaned, burying my dick over and over into Orihime’s hot pussy. “Let me see those cute titties. You know you want to. Just do it, Ruri.

Her cheeks burned scarlet as she bit her lip.

“You’re so sexy, Ruri,” I groaned, my cock churning up the juicy heat in Orihime’s depths. “Let me see those beautiful tits.”

“Fine!” Ruri moaned, her flush spreading down her neck. Her fingers attacked her buttons fast, working them open.

She threw her blouse open. Her small breasts quivered, both topped by her small, pink nipples. She shuddered, humping against Orihime’s pussy. I groaned at the sight of her quivering tits. They were just so beautiful. I leaned over Orihime, staring at Ruri’s cute boobies.

She cupped them, her eyes trembling. She squeezed and kneaded them. Her fingers massaged her little tits. She brushed her nubs. She caressed them and whimpered in delight. Her face scrunched up, still blushing prettily.

I thrust faster and harder into my lover’s pussy. I groaned, enjoying the bliss of burying into the snatch I’d created. Orihime’s silky delight spilled around me. My heavy balls smacked against her hot flesh. I buried into her, loving the slap of flesh on flesh.

“Your tits are beautiful, Ruri,” I groaned. I leaned over Orihime, fucking her faster, as I admired Ruri’s delights. “Just the best, I love them.”

“You do?” Ruri whimpered, her voice soft and girlish.

“God, yes!” I groaned, plowing into Orihime, my orgasm building and building. “You’re beautiful, Ruri.”

“So beautiful!” Orihime moaned. “Oh, yes, you are!”

Ruri gasped. She shuddered. Then her face twisted into bliss. She cooed in delight, bucking and heaving, cumming hard. I could see it. She squeaked out in delight. Her voice echoed through the bathroom, full of all her passion.

She was just gorgeous.

“James! Orihime!” she squealed. “I ... I ... I’m cumming so hard!”

“Good!” I groaned. I thrust into Orihime’s depths as I watched Ruri’s pleasure. My balls boiled over.

I erupted into Orihime’s snatch.

My cock spurted over and over. My jizz pumped again and again into her depths. Pleasure surged through me. It electrified my mind. Then Orihime joined me in bliss. Her pussy convulsed around my dick. She milked me. She drew out my cum. My balls tightened. I groaned as the pleasure rippled through me.

“James!” Orihime groaned. “Ooh, Ruri, you taste so good!”

“You feel so good!” Ruri moaned, her fingers squeezing her breasts. “I ... I love you!”

My head shook from side to side. I leaned over Orihime, panting, groaning. I groaned as my orange-haired lover milked the last of my cum out of my balls. Ruri caught my face, her fingers so gentle. She pulled me to her mouth. She kissed me hard.

It was amazing. I loved the feel of her lips. Her tongue thrust into my mouth. It was this delicious treat. She swirled it around my tongue. I groaned, my dick throbbing in Orihime’s writhing pussy. It was such a treat to enjoy.

Pleasure buzzed through me. I groaned into her mouth. My tongue dueled in her mouth as I savored what I created. My two women were perfect. I loved them both so much. I was so lucky to have them.

I was so lucky to be a god.

Steve Davies

“Have the next chapter read for tomorrow,” I said, not standing up. My face burned. I was so aware that my cock was out beneath my desk. I could pause time again, but I was afraid of what I would do. That I would lose control and let Anael talk me into doing something ... personal.

“Bye, Mr. Davies,” Nikkole said as she sauntered by, a smile on her lips.

Flashes of Anael kissing them burned through me.

Kyleigh stayed in her seat. I had my next hour free, a quirk of the scheduling, and she knew it. I could tell she needed another lesson. Our tryst last night at church wasn’t enough for the first girl I’d ever edited. I remade her from that overweight and unhappy girl into a delicious beauty who just had to please her teachers.

Me.

“Good lesson, Mr. Davies,” the nerdy Seth said, his blue eyes bright. Switching to contacts had given the young man confidence.

“Later, teach,” grunted Matthew Tollemache. The broad-shouldered football player strolled by. “Hey, Nikkole, wait up.”

The other students filed out. Courtney Frank glanced at me, a speculative smile on her lips. What had Sam told her? She shouldn’t be talking about incest, but she was close to her four three friends. That Friday night slumber party sounded wild. If I was good all week, I would earn that.

Do some good. Not abuse my powers to make myself schoolgirl lovers.