Chapter 4: Fall Frenzy

The school year started with all the usual boring fanfare. Teachers were excited about their own subjects. It seemed like the first week of school was the only time that teachers felt that way. After that, the strain of the students started to get to them.

For the first time, Sammy and I were not in all the same classes. There were two classes that we were not taking together this year, due to my performance last year in math and science. Luckily, those two classes had Charity in them, which made my life a lot more enjoyable.

On the first day of school, Charity, Sammy, and I walked down the hall to our lockers and every eye turned to watch us walk by. All the guys were looking at Charity with her shiny blonde hair and 40E breasts. The girls were looking at Sammy, myself, or both of us.

Classes started off pretty uneventful, especially in the first week. That gave me the time to watch those around me. There were still several attractive teachers that taught at the school, but none that could compare to my former Spanish teacher, Julia Alvarez.

There were two possibilities though that I felt would be good to use my powers on. The first was my physical education teacher, Ms. Stampson, and the second was actually the assistant principal, Mrs. Letch.

Ms. Stampson was more of a figure head than an actual teacher. She was the cheerleader coach and pretty much let the boy classes play whichever sport was in season during each class. She was single, at least from what I could tell since there was no ring on her finger, and 30 years of age. She had been teaching at the school for the last seven years, after taking a year right after college to become a cheerleader for a professional basketball team. That being said, she had an incredible body, long, straight blonde hair, and was very well endowed, a chest size that was, by my estimate about a 38F.

Mrs. Letch was the consummate authority figure. She was always fair but firm with the students, both male and female students. She was in her mid 30s with shoulder length curly brunette hair. The only drawback with Mrs. Letch was the fact that she had a relatively flat chest, only about a 32A. Of course, I knew I could correct that issue. However, her eyes were hypnotic and she had legs that were firm, tight, and seemed to line up with a perfect ass.

From the student body, there were several possibilities that I felt would be wonderful additions to my "unofficial" club, which I referred to as "The Bulging Multiples Club." Julia and Cecelia were already members. It is my goal that every member of the club would become life-long members/

There were two students who were top of the prospect list. Both were seniors, a decision I made since I knew that being a student and pregnant would be difficult to undertake together. By having the individuals as seniors, they could continue being mothers and easily be life-long members of "The Bulging Multiples Club."

The first student was Leah Lemmons. She was an African-American with hair that went down to the crack of her ass and one of the largest chests that I saw on a woman, before I altered them that is. My guess would be that she was a 48H.

The second student was Sarah Sanje. Everyone called her Sarah because no one could pronounce her real name, since Sarah is an exchange student from the Philippines. Her chest was about average in size, about a 36C, and she had that exotic beauty that would drive any man crazy.

My first opportunity with any of these ladies occurred at the beginning of October. I could not believe that a month of school had already passed. During the month of school, I still had my encounters with Charity as often as we could. With school in session, my times with Cecelia were limited to just the weekends due to her work schedule, and Julia still has not called me to help her add to the family.

The first lady I was able to have any time alone with was Mrs. Letch, the school assistant principal. I had received an e-mail from her on Tuesday asking me to come to her office at 9:00 on Friday. There was no indication as to the nature of the meeting, so it had me a bit worried.

Friday morning came and I walked over to Mrs. Letch's office and knocked. I heard her call out "Come in" and I opened the door. My assistant principal was sitting behind her desk with a file folder open on her desk. She asked me to sit and, once I had taken my place across from her, the conversation started.

"Jason, do you know why I asked you here this morning?" she started by saying. Honestly, I replied "No, I have no clue." This brought a smile to her face, which only enhanced her beauty. It was at this moment that I implanted my breast growth thought. Her face flushed and she took a deep breath before she continued.

"The reason for this meeting came from Coach Thompson," she stated. "He has asked to have you moved up to varsity teams for both basketball and baseball this year. If this is something that you want, we need to complete some paperwork and perform some basic physical tests in order for this to proceed."

It took me about thirty seconds to make up my mind. I responded, "If Coach would want me on the team, I would be happy to participate."

As I left the office, I decided to give her another implant to increase her breast size. I saw Mrs. Letch one more time that day. She stopped me during my lunch break and told me that Coach Thompson wanted to see me after school to discuss the upcoming seasons. I could tell that her breasts had grown in size already, but I gave her another implant to be sure.

At the end of the school day, I told Charity the news about being moved up to the varsity teams. She was thoroughly excited about the prospects for her with having me on varsity.

I walked in to Coach Thompson's office and saw Ms. Stampson sitting at her desk. Coach was not in the office yet, so I sat down opposite his desk. While waiting for Coach to join me, I decided to use my powers on Ms. Stampson.

My probe of Ms. Stampson's mind gave me some incredible insight. First, she was tired of some of the crap she has put up with from the other male staff members here at school. She was hit on by every single male staff member and Coach Thompson was the worst, even though Coach was married. I guess some guys just can't stop themselves.

Probing a bit deeper into her mind, I was able to find out that she did not really want to be a cheerleader coach. Her biggest desire was to find some man to make her happy, have a couple of kids, and grow old together. Just as I was finding that information out, Coach Thompson entered the office and started speaking to me.

Coach gave me the typical speech, how I was a very talented athlete and that I had a lot of potential. He continued saying that with some hard work and continued time with the team would help my game develop that much further.

It took about fifteen minutes before Coach Thompson had exhausted all his typical speeches. As we were walking out of the office, Coach made some comment to Ms. Stampson about watching her practice again real soon. I was able to tell just by looking at her face that she was fed up with comments such as that, especially from Coach.

Walking out of the office, I determined to give Coach the slip so that I could go back to Ms. Stampson. That was easier than I had expected. We made it to the end of the hallway and Coach made a typical excuse to leave my company. Upon reading his mind, I was able to tell that he was having an affair. To top it all off, the affair was with one of the students. I'll have to look into that later.

When Coach had left my side, I walked back towards the office. Standing outside the door, I focused on Ms. Stampson. I was able to tell that she was crying. She kept on repeating in her mind "I wish that someone would stand up to Jack for me. He just does not listen to me when I try to stand up for myself."

I began to feel sorry for Ms. Stampson. Here she was, a beautiful and sexy woman who was trying to deal with a situation that appeared to be too difficult for just her. I reached out to her, calming her with my mind. It worked like a charm. I was able to tell that her mood had changed dramatically.

I started to plant more thoughts into her mind. With Ms. Stampson's already large chest, I gave her a small plant to increase her breast size to a 42H. As her breasts grew, I heard her gasp for breath. After a few short moments, I started to plant some varied thoughts in her mind. The first was dealing with increasing her horniness. I wanted her to be out of her mind with horniness. I stated to hear quiet moans coming out of the office as her horniness rose.

The moans from Ms. Stampson started to grow in volume, telling me that I had her where I wanted her. I put one final thought in her mind, "I want a hard cock in my pussy right now, knocking me up." Hearing one loud moan of frustration from Ms. Stampson, I walked in to the office.

The look that Ms. Stampson gave me as I entered the office was a mix of surprise and lust. The surprise part was the fact that it was me that entered the office. The lust part was because I had implanted that desire in her mind.

The next part really surprised me. Ms. Stampson got up from her desk, shut and locked the office door. She also closed the blinds on the door window and turned off the lights. Grabbing my hand, she led me through a door that I assumed led to a bathroom.

However, the room was no bathroom. It was actually like a studio apartment. There was a small kitchenette with a microwave, a small bathroom, and a queen size bed. The bed surprised me the most about this room.

Ms. Stampson led me to the bed and pushed me down on my back. She fumbled with my jeans for a few moments, but eventually released what she wanted more than anything at that moment, my hard cock.

She then backed away from the bed and started to give me the most erotic strip tease I ever experienced. Her movements while she stripped out of her wind pants, sweatshirt, lacey bra, and thong underwear, were sexier than any I had seen in person, online, or in the porn movies I have seen. By the time Ms. Stampson came back to the bed, my cock was harder than I ever knew was possible.

If it wasn't for the control I had, the minute Ms. Stampson's hand had touched my cock, I would have erupted right then and there. She took a few licks of my hard cock before she moved up and straddled my body. Taking my cock in her hand, she placed it at the opening of her fertile pussy.

Lowering herself down on my hard cock, the biggest surprise hit me; Ms. Stampson was a virgin (or at least she was a few moments ago). The moment that my cock passed through her virginity, she was hit by both a strong orgasm and the slight pain of her hymen being shredded.

Ms. Stampson leaned down and kissed me deeply. I took my hands and started to play with her stupendous breasts. When our kiss broke, I took one of her breasts into my mouth, nibbling on her hard nipple. As I did so, a loud moan escaped from Ms. Stampson.

She started moving faster and faster on my hard cock. Every couple of minutes, an orgasm washed over her sexy body. For previously being a virgin, she sure did seem to be very experienced. After about 10 minutes of her riding my cock, I shot a huge load deep into her pussy as she had a strong orgasm.

Collapsing on top of me, she started to catch her breath. "That was simply amazing. I didn't realize it could be like that," she said. I responded, "Well, would you like it more?" It was at that point that I felt her pussy squeezing my cock back to life and I knew that she wanted this more than anything.

Ms. Stampson kept this up for a couple of hours. Luckily, my cock was a willing partner in this. By the time both of us were too tired to continue, she had coaxed four loads of my seed out of my cock and she had lost track of the number of orgasms that she experienced.

As she lay on top of me, her breasts pressing against my chest, I approached the topic of Coach Thompson. "How much does Coach bother you?" I asked. Her response was simple, "All the time." "Would you like my help in dealing with him?" I continued. Her only response was a big smile and a deep kiss.

When we got up to leave, I planted two thoughts in her mind. The first was that she would want no other cock but mine in her hot pussy. The second was that she would be carrying quadruplets in womb (by coaxing four loads of cum out of my cock).

A couple of weeks later, basketball practice started up. I took the times around Coach Thompson to probe his mind. After a couple of days of practice, I was able to find out that Coach was sleeping with one of the JV cheerleaders. Coach was a nice man, but my loyalties lied with Ms. Stampson.

With my influence with Mrs. Letch, I would take care of the problem Ms. Stampson was having with Coach Thompson. A week later, the proverbial "shit" hit the fan for Coach.

Mrs. Letch called me back into her office to check up on how things were going with being moved up to the varsity teams. I sat down across from her and I could tell that her breasts were indeed larger now; my guess would be about a 36C. She had a big smile on her face when I entered her office. The meeting went well; after all, it was a formality.

Throughout the meeting, I worked on Mrs. Letch's breast size some more. I loved watching her face flush as the thought moved over her.

I also probed Mrs. Letch's mind and found out that she desired to have a baby, but her husband wasn't willing or just not able to. She didn't let on in her mind to which it was, but I knew that I would be able to help her out.

I gave her a desire that, if in two weeks her husband hasn't knocked her up, then to come back to me to feel my hard cock in her pussy.

Also, at this point, I brought up the problem between Coach Thompson and Ms. Stampson. Well, I didn't mention Ms. Stampson, but brought up the fact that Coach Thompson was sleeping with a JV cheerleader. This shocked Mrs. Letch, who promised to investigate it fully and keep my name out of it.