Back to being a high school loser

Jake's face lights up. "Hey, I know! This would be perfect!" He leans over and whispers in Queen Miranda's ear.

She looks conflicted. "Well, yeah, that'd be a pretty good punishment. But I like being the Queen!"

The big jock runs a hand over Miranda's pale cheek. "You'd still be Queen, just a different type."

Miranda gazes into his eyes and sighs with a blissful smile. She turns to you and her smile turns more menacing.

There's a flash of white and suddenly you're in your bed. You hop out of bed and grab your yearbook. A quick peek through it and you can tell that everything is back to normal. The girls don't wear collars and aren't incredibly stacked anymore. A glance at your history book confirms that there is no queen, you are back to the regular old United States.

The morning continues in its usual mundane way. The shower water is too cold, the breakfast is boring oatmeal, and the bus ride to school is long and lonely.

As you sit down for Mrs. Stillson's English class, you begin to wonder when the other shoe is going to drop. Jake said he had something planned. Setting the world back to normal isn't a fantasy, but it isn't **** either.

Then Miranda walks in. She didn't change back! Tall, flawless skin, perfect Asian features, and enormous breasts that look even bigger now that all the other high school girls are back to normal proportions. She's wearing a pleated plaid skirt that's barely long enough not to break the rules and a pink sweater that hugs her curves perfectly. Her nipples are even poking through just a tiny bit.

Every guy in the class turns and drools. Then Jake comes in and hugs her from behind, causing all the guys to squirm in jealousy. The girls in the class look at Miranda the way they did before the last change to the world, like she's a queen and they are her subjects.

"That's a gorgeous sweeter, Miranda."

"I love that skirt!"

"I'm so jealous! I wish I could wear an amazing new outfit every day! And I wish I could look that good in it!"

Miranda smiles at the other girls. "Well, some people are blessed with money, some with beauty. I was lucky enough to get both."

Jake slams his hands down on your desk, making you jump. He leans in very close and says, "You're hard already, aren't you twerp?"

He's right. You nod.

"Well, too bad. You're never even going to get to touch her perfect body again. You're just a loser who has to look from far away. I bet you still want to eat that pussy, don't you?"

You look over at Miranda and watch her take her seat. Her skirt is so short, it's constantly coming close to giving a peek at what's underneath. The maddening compulsion to eat her out is gone, but now that Jake has put the idea in your head it seems pretty tempting.

Jake slaps your back to knock you to attention. Out of the corner of your eye you can see that Mrs. Stillson saw him do it, but she doesn't say anything.

"This is going to be fun," says Jake. "We've got lots of ideas." He heads back to his desk as the bell rings to start the period.