A new month.

I took time out of my days to visit those that wanted to be with me. After two months of that I hadn't found another that I wanted to keep other than the seer I turned into my bitch. Though I did enjoy breaking them, they seemed so confident they'd be able take me but when it enters them they end up begging me to stop before eventually turning into a drooling mess.

Because of their inexperience I had brought back my vibrating cock, it doesn't work so well on those that had experienced but the virgins even if they managed to take my full size were still unable to overcome the vibrations in their wombs. Only a few actually had a real boyfriend though. They were mainly just the first guy of convenience to say they met the requirement for me to pay them a visit. Only those that had real boyfriends I made sure got pregnant with my tendril ability.

One particular girl had begged me to turn her into a farm to plant my seed rather then begging to become mine. It was a strange request before I realized they didn't have factories and this was the equivalent of asking to be my baby factory. Which because she actually wasn't interested in being with me and had a serious relationship going on I obliged her. Her boyfriend was watching as I modified her body to carry tons of children. Well I might not have asked him if I could but I could tell he was into this. He didn't make his cock larger using his abilities rather made it smaller.

I had to hold myself back from giving her sextuplets because this was still a world not as advanced as my old one. I feared she'd die during birth. So I settled for triplets. I was looking forward to seeing her at graduation with the biggest belly of all.

So I was now performing the inspection of the month and had the pleasure to congratulate her on becoming pregnant. She was already marked down as one who needed to be impregnated as her boyfriend failed his inspection so spectacularly every time. So I wrote down pregnant on her sheet along with my name as the one who had done it.

I did that many times so far. I wonder how many girls will end up giving up their boyfriends and married to the headmaster. Rumor has it that he has a mansion in the capital that is run entirely by former students.

In the end by the time I finished the inspection I had a new list of girls requesting a visit. I sat down in my classroom to resume enchanting Cassandra's uniform afterwards. Speaking of her, it was a common sight for Leo to walk into the pool room and see her sucking the teacher's cock. That let him stockpile a sizable amount of money at least and afford a lot of speed reading potions. He had enough to last the entire year if all he did was study from now on.

But he was a lusty kid spending more time jacking off to the sight of Cass lovingly service her teacher, or being berated by Sam for doing just that as she used her feet of him. I had fully upgraded his tablet at some point, he could now view into her womb and whatever was put into her pussy. Though other than a few fingers that's been it so far.

The Swim club teacher was planning a big event to start having sex with them the next club activities we had. Leo will probably increase his studies after she starts to be fucked. It's one thing for her to be fondled and exposed but watching her actually be fucked is actually another thing entirely. I know from experience, that look on the girls face that just says she is utterly in love with that person willing to be their personal fuck toy as her breasts shake from yet another thrust that destroys her womb.

I think Leo isn't having an issue because she hasn't kissed him. The teacher wasn't interested in kissing and was more about fondling their bodies. If she was taken by say, the alchemy teacher Leo would be more aware that she was in love.

I put the last of the enchantment on the uniform. It was technically now cursed, whoever next wore it would have a permanent spell applied to them. The shirt made her nipples constantly hard and sensitive, which by itself was simple and more of an inconvenience rather than a real curse. What really made it good was the bra, which when worn would make it impossible for her to wear a bra. They'd feel constricted and tight until the bra was removed, if they didn't it would start feeling painful to wear the bra. From there she'd then have to deal with her hard sensitive nipples rubbing directly against her shirt.

The panties had the same effect as the bra. Simply made her no longer able to wear panties. She'd feel like it was constantly riding up into her slit uncomfortably, but it didn't just end there. While going without a bra might make sense as the tightness would eventually hurt, panties after the uncomfortable feeling would then turn into an obvious curse. She'd think her panties had gained a friction pad that rubbed against her every step she took. The skirt was my favorite, it took advantage of its closeness to her womb to make her more susceptible to stimulation deep in her womb.

So her skirt worn by itself would show no outward effect until a cock invaded her womb, from there she'd be broken by the pleasure. But all four together it **** her to be in a slutty state of no bra or panties while also being turned on by her nipples rubbing against the fabric of her shirt. Then because of that in her womb she'd ache to be fucked by a large cock to scratch her desire deep in herself.

With that the clothes were completed. Now I just had to wait until he did the task. But of course, he wouldn't be able to get into the room by sneaking in. He'd have to be invited or be the top scorer himself.

I set those to the side as I saw Sam be held back by the gym teacher. He had figured out she loved the pain and was taking advantage of it. By held back, I mean he knocked her out then **** her limp body to the storage room which was why I was paying attention. But then I was no longer worried as he strapped her to a magical chair that was more of a **** machine but I had to say it was a sex machine because of the dildo. The dildo had sharp spikes all over its length and once started would spin at a slow speed. If it was someone without magic I feared what'd happen to them but Sam had an excellent regeneration ability that I rigorously tested myself.

He strapped her in after sitting her on the sharp object. Then he left the room leaving her there. From the distance it took me a while to notice that the machine drew its magic from the occupant. Once she woke up and tried to use magic it'd draw on that to power itself and start spinning. I decided to let her enjoy it a bit before sending someone to get her out of it. Because of her regeneration she'd end up powering it as she healed herself resulting in a never ending loop of pain induced pleasure. That was his plan though it seemed.

With Leo studying nothing more interesting was going to happen today unless something else happened.

So I summoned all the girls who had purposefully let their grades fall below acceptable levels in my class. Shortly I had five girls standing nervously in a line as they saw the immense disappointment on my face. I had them all strip to their underwear before I began the punishment.

"Alright, you five. I know you all purposefully let your grades slip so I would be **** to spend time with you. So, I am going to give you a taste of what awaits if you don't manage to get good grades and end up failing." I clapped my hands and a set of skimpy maid clothes appeared in front of each one of them. I had been preparing these for a while, they had some special enchantments on them. Unlike Cassandra's modified uniform they were openly magical not hiding the magic that was imbued into them.

"Failing the academy leaves you with limited employment options. Sure you could go be an adventurer but they often end up in debt. From there they'll be manipulated into doing other tasks that they'd never have done otherwise." I point to the clothes. "One of the other options is to become a maid for a noble. So you'll be my maids for today, put those on."

When they reached out picking up the fabric it seemed to come alive before it jumped at them causing them all to scream as one in fright as the fabric wrapped their bodies. They now wore a 'maid outfit' But really it was a black and white matching set of crotchless panties and cupless bra. The panties let anyone have easy access to their pussy, but also made them just aroused enough to keep them wet and ready. The bra of course was to just for support so their breasts didn't sag but with the panties forcing them to be aroused the exposed hard nipples were on display.

"Now I'm sure you can tell that the clothes are making your feel excited. Feel free to touch yourself but you'll find out it wont do anything. If anyone other than me touches you, you will feel nothing." Of course each of their hands went to their moist slits coming away slick but feeling no sensation of touch at all. "Your first task as my maids is to clean up this mess you made with your clothes." I pointed to their school clothes that they came here with. "Take them to be incinerated then return here."

They also now sported white thigh-high socks. If they got too horny their arousal would drip down their legs and get soaked through the cloth making it very obvious as it darkened when getting wet. They also let them easily stand on their feet for 10 hours straight without rest so they'd have no excuse about being tired.

"You can't have us burn our uniforms!" One girl said, causing the others to nod and agree. Though there was one that had already taken a step for the door with her uniform but stopped hearing them.

I wasn't going to use the final piece, but they were just asking for it now. The one who was already on the way out but stopped, saw my face as I was reaching for an object quickly leaving before she got caught in whatever I had planned.

For these others though, I pulled out the final piece of the maid uniform. It was the headpiece, it trapped their minds in their bodies and they would accept any order I gave them. The other girl was smart, not only did she avoid this she realized she could just take her clothes to her room rather than burn them. Not these girls though, they went out and directly burned them before they reentered with smiles.

Of course because they were maids they called me master. Needless to say the smart one was very creeped out when she came back to see the drastic change. Of course she called me master as well, no doubt hoping to avoid the same fate and tried her best to be the best maid.

I didn't play with her, rather let her watch as the others smiled and sucked me off with zero complaint despite me teaching class. So when they left four of the five were covered in cum, of course I didn't use any of their pussies. Then back in their own rooms they undressed to take a shower, however they ended up breaking down into tears as the headpiece was removed freeing their trapped and no doubt incredibly horny bodies that I didn't touch at all.

By next week's test their grades were back to normal and miraculously their maid uniforms vanished from their closets. However they were still down one uniform each.