Ethics Class

I walked over to my whiteboard and began the discussion, I drew a stick figure of a girl, including twintails because I don't really have a good way of conveying 'stick figure girl' other than that, "We have 'Amanda', 18 years old and a senior in high school," I say, turning back to the class, "Amanda is ambitious, but timid. She has been accepted into a fairly prestigious college out-of-state.” I look out over my students, seeing a decent level of attention. Many students were making eye contact with me, some were whispering, some were clocked out. This was acceptable. Samira was floating around the room, looking at phones and… writing things on a clipboard.

I refocused on the class, “However, Amanda has an issue. She has yet to tell her parents. Discuss.” Silence for a few moments, “Don’t be shy. Just call it out,” I added.

“Why?” a girl asked, not taking her eyes off of her phone. That’s fine. Active listening takes many forms.

“Amanda’s family is somewhat insular,” I clarified, “They have a close-knit extended family that all live here in town. Her oldest brother left town to become… a navy seal,” eliciting an ‘OORAH!’ from a class clown, and laughter followed. “Amanda’s older sister is the middle child and a model in more ways than one,” I decided I’d treat this one honestly. At best it helps paint the picture, and at worst… It makes Taeyeon feel inferior. “She graduated high school with honors, she attended college here in town,” I looked at Taeyeon, who nodded in affirmation, “and joined a modeling agency anyway. Amanda has been told by her family to go straight to working for her father after graduation and to stay close with the family. But she wants to go to this big college. I’m certain that being seniors yourselves, some of you can sympathize. Discuss.” And I sat down.

“Is Amanda pretty?” Asked the same girl. This is Emily Wheeler, a fairly stereotypical popular girl. Blond, attractive, always talking to someone. I don’t know much about her otherwise. I think in her class schedule she has cheer squad? I don’t remember.

“Why do you ask that? And why does it matter?” I reply to her.

“You just said that Amanda’s sister is a model. I kind of assumed that Amanda wasn’t as pretty.” It’s interesting that Emily went there.

Samira flew over Emily’s shoulder, “Tell the truth, Shane. It’ll move things along.”

I nodded, “Yes, you’re right. Amanda isn’t as attractive as her sister,” I decided, “In fact, let’s posit this. Let’s posit that Amanda’s sister is superior to her in.. every way for the sake of argument. She’s prettier than Amanda, she made better grades than Amanda, and her family likes her more than Amanda.” Christ. I felt bad about saying that. “But Amanda still wants the opportunity to make something of herself. She is seen as the runt of the litter, but doesn’t believe that’s the end of the road.”

Emily pondered that briefly before going back on her phone. A male student spoke up, “So her choice is to risk an argument with her family or give up and stay in town? Why not ask anyway? What’s the worst that could happen?”

“Well we don’t know how they’d respond,” another student.

And another student gave ideas.

And another.

The students actually got fairly invested in the discussion and ideas for Taeyeon’s decision. I hope she derived some clarity… or some degradation from the discussion.

Class was now half-over, and I began handing out today’s test. They’ve known this was coming for a while now, so I don’t plan on curving it at all. That being said, “Remember, you can ignore the last page. I was very impressed with the level of discussion. If Amanda were here, I’m certain she would feel the same way.”

I sat down at my desk and told the class to begin. I opened my phone, and saw two updates to the Conqueror’s Companion.

First, an ‘!’ appeared over Taeyeon’s portrait, something had changed. I decided to open it.

STATUS: Crush, Grateful, Submissive, Type (Via Queen of Hearts)

FETISH: Inferiority Complex (Familial) (Sealed): Rank Up, still sealed.

So she only feels more inferior, and likes me more. I guess at this point if I try to Conquer her it will be done through Home Is Where The Heart Is. I felt mixed about that. Horny guy with Genie vs Ethics teacher.

The other profile was… Emily Wheeler. What?

Emily Wheeler, the Bitch Queen of Skyview High

STATUS: Disinterested (Via Size Queen), Boyfriend (Marcus Jennings)

DESCRIPTION: Attractive Cheerleader from an upper-middle Class family. From a young age she realized how easily she could manipulate her father and as she grew into a beauty extended that manipulation to all men. She enjoys letting other girls know they’re not as pretty as she is without saying it directly.

CURRENT POWERS:

• Sex Appeal: Emily is really hot, and knows how to wield her sex. Bonus to Seduction checks.
• Sleuth: Emily isn’t very booksmart (as you have deduced from grading her work) but is very peoplesmart. She can read body language very well and discern relationship dynamics. She is good at predicting how people will react to certain stimuli.
• Pickpocket: Emily, despite how much she sticks out, loves shoplifting and is a deft thief. She has already stolen Taeyeon’s NYU Envelope.

ACTIVE QUESTS:

Babe On Break: Emily wants to go to Miami with some friends for Spring Break. Her father says if she has an average of All A’s by Spring Break he will sponsor her vacation with a blank cheque. Emily is planning to lure the Conqueror into a situation wherein she can **** him in order to give her an A in Ethics and English 4.

• QUEST: Outmaneuver the Bitch Queen.
• REWARD: Free trip to Miami
• REWARD: New Skill for the Conqueror

Fuck Me Silly (CONQUEST): In all of Emily’s sexual encounters, she has never achieved her orgasm before her partner has.

• QUEST: Fuck the Bitch Queen so well she cums before you do, and cums hard.
• REWARD: Heroine Conquered

FETISHES:

• Size Queen (Rank 2): Emily likes big dicks, having actually laughed a guy’s ego away when they were about to have sex, only to find his penile size inadequate. She looks down on any male whom she believes doesn’t have a sufficiently sized penis. (9.34 inches is optimal, but she doesn’t know that. She believes there’s no upper bound for enjoyment derived from dick size.)
• Helen of Skyview High: Emily finds guys who fight hot. Even hotter when they’re fighting over her.

That’s.. A lot. First, it seems that Emily thinks I have a small penis. That’s a bit rude, but if her criteria is that 9.34 inches is optimal, then I guess from her perspective I am small. Second, she has a boyfriend in Marcus Jennings, one of my other students here in class. He’s a tall black guy on the football team, I think. I don’t know which position, but while he’s big he’s not linebacker big. Hard to tell. But I still wouldn’t want to get into a scrap with him, I’ll tell you that much.

It seems like if I want to conquer her, it’ll be pretty easy. She’s trying to **** me into giving her an A. I just need to wish for a huge cock (at least temporarily? I’m not certain how I feel about further changes to my body) and let her think she’s playing me like all the other guys… Fine, I’ll do it. She seems to look down on me, so I think conquering her at her own game will be a good challenge.

But the most important part here is that she lifted Taeyeon’s acceptance letter somehow. She may attempt to bully Taeyeon somehow; I should be careful.

“Shane!” Called out Samira, causing me to look up from my phone. She was floating over… Marcus Jennings? “This guy’s cheating on your test! He’s got a text message full of answers he’s filling in!”

What? I stood up and walked up to Marcus’ desk, “Mr. Jennings," I said forcefully but quietly, he looked up, scared and confused, “Unlock your phone and give it to me now.” I held my hand toward him, and he gritted his teeth.

“Fuck you, man!” he yelled back, and put his phone on his desk, “This is bullshit. This was supposed to be a free course. I ain’t got time to remember if Aristotle or Plato skinned a chicken or something!”

I scoffed, “Come on, Jennings. You’re off to the Principal’s office. Good luck explaining to your coach why you’re banned from playing.” I started to walk away. “And by the way, class. The chicken guy is Diogenes.”

I heard a desk fall over behind me, and turned around suddenly, just in time to see a Haymaker from Marcus incoming. I managed to dodge it, barely stopping myself from falling onto another student. I backed up to my desk and pressed the panic button on my classroom phone. Marcus tried to lunge at me again. I dodge and he goes straight into my desk, knocking it over.

“Oh, THAT’S IT!” I yelled, and grabbed his arm at the wrist and shoulder while he was still dazed from hitting my desk. I put my leg in front of his and spun around, tripping him and pinning him to the floor with his arm behind him. “Cheating could’ve gotten you pulled for a while, but assaulting a teacher will get you expelled, dumbass!” He was fighting back, but I had him, “You’re a senior, dammit. You were about to graduate!”

The school officer arrived and told me to back up. He cuffed Mr. Jennings and took him out of there, kicking and screaming. I picked up my desk and looked at the clock. Only 4 minutes left of class. “Okay, everyone. Show’s over. Wrap up your tests and place them on my desk on your way out.” The students got up and complied.

I looked at my phone, which showed me an update. Emily had an update

STATUS: Disinterested -> Interested (Via Helen of Skyview High)

I looked up, Emily was still at her desk on her phone. She had given me her test, but sat back down. She’s in my 2nd period class as well, so it wasn’t particularly surprising. I pulled out her test and flipped through it. “Oh dear.”

We were the only two people in the room until my English class students would show up… except my invisible wife, who was floating next to Emily and reading whatever was on Emily’s phone. I walked up to her and sat on a desk two desks in front of her. I pulled out her test she had turned in and said to her, “Ms. Wheeler, I’m sorry, but you didn’t do very well on this.”

She looked up at me, worried, “What?” She put her phone down. “Why?”

I sighed, and showed her a few of her answers she had gotten wrong. The look of disbelief turned frustration turned to horror “And this is just the first page.” I rubbed my eyes, “This will probably take your grade down for a while. At least until the next test.”

“Mr. Whistler, can’t you give me some extra credit? I kind of really need this ‘A’.” She looked pathetic, but cute. I still wouldn’t have fallen for this before I saw her profile, but I’m certainly not going to fall for it now.

She looked pissed. Ironically, I didn’t even have to lie about this. She sighed, and pulled things out of her backpack. A pen which was designed to look like a flower with the flower’s stem serving as the pen’s shaft. As well as… a condom, “Mr. Wheeler,” she said with a breathy voice, “I’d really like to make an 'A' in this class.”

Samira was loving this. All she had to do was send an anonymous text with all the test answers to the Bitch Queen's meathead boyfriend and tell Shane he was cheating. Sure, she can only grant a wish every time Shane sleeps, but she can cast minor magic even without wishes. A text message with no source was a paltry cast for her. The legal term for this was entrapment, but both Samira and Shane are above the law. He just doesn't know it yet. Now Emily was already trying to get into his pants. Samira smiled. He was a long way from becoming the King, but with a little help...