Expanding Schools and Figures

Jim gave a shrug. He didn’t expect such a detail request, but it sounded fun. He began envisioning a timeline where a maternity school was possible.

“While I can do this. I am not all knowing. Like I said before, I wanted to keep the changes small and simple, more predictable that way. Your joint-wish however, will likely have some unintended consequences. Especially, if you’re at the center of all these school changes. Your personal history will likely shift, and you won’t recognize yourself,” Jim said catching Principal Rose Peterson’s eye.

“We … understand,” Rose said a little nervously.

Satisfied, Jim began reviewing his notes.

“Changing the school, will likely have a much larger impact to the timeline than what I granted to the others. There is going to be major changes to our township. Did you want anyone to noticed these changes?” Jim asked not looking up from his notepad.

“Aww, good question,” Rose said before turning to the group.

Jim did not interrupt as Rose, Joyce, Zaria, and Jessica all discussed their options. A minute later he was pulled from his thoughts, as Joyce touched Jim’s arm. Looking up, Jim grinned at the smiling nurse.

“Come to a consensus?” Jim asked.

“It seems only fare that you have all of your women noticed the changes. Many of them allowed us to notice the changes you made in their lives. We should do the same,” Joyce said looking to everyone enjoying the party.

Jim nodded.

“I agree. But this is going to be big,” Jim said looking between each of the Sunnydale Academy staff members.

“Hey now, it is not like we can mess up,” Jesscia said with a snort.

“If anyone has a problem after this, you can always re-edit the timeline to fix any oversights,”

Jim considered his Spanish teachers’ laid-back demeanor. She was probably right; he could correct anything that gets out of hand.

“Very well,” Jim said before he began to gather his magical power.

The Time-King seized at many interweaving timelines. He began envisioning the many specific changes his women wanted. A few seconds of silence passed, before Jim let out a long slow breath.

Flash!

Everyone at the party grabbed their heads in surprise. The mountain of new memories caused everyone to take a moment. Even Jim who was used to time shifts took a few seconds to reflect on the changes to the timeline.

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Months Earlier:

“Welcome students to Sunnydale Maternity Academy! It is the first day of a new school year! On behalf of the teachers and staff, I wish you well. May your hearts and wombs be always full!” Rose Peterson happily chimed over the school speakers.

All the students on campus passively replied: “And yours too,”

“The first announcement is something that is very close to my heart. One of our very own male students has proven himself worthy! Our school district has finally produced a Genius with an IQ over 200. Jim Hercule … will be our very first male member of the ‘National Breeding Program’ … In the past we had our top 5% Female Students conceive with the Sperm given to us by the National Genius Sperm Bank. Ladies impregnated with National approved sperm were guaranteed scholarships for any college in the country. But now we are happy to announce Jim Hercule will be our official school Sperm Donor. So now … to save cost … all top performing female students this year … who want to earn a Breeding Scholarship … will need to conceive a child with Jim Hercule. … Additionally, to celebrate Jim’s achievement, I have unofficially expanded our schools Breeding Program to include all school employees. Any employee interested in a maternity bonus, please make an appointment with Nurse Joyce. I am sure Jim will welcome one on one lessons from our talented staff members,”

Everyone in Jim’s class turn to stare at him. He did not bat an eye. Public focus no longer fazed him. Especially since his ‘Time-King’ ability allowed him to know he was just reliving a memory.

“In related news, other schools in our district our experiencing a steep rise in teen pregnancies. Which means I get to finally announce the start of Sunnydale’s Official Fall and Spring Maternity Sports Programs. I am happy to see our Juniors and Seniors getting back to the sports they love, while ‘Rocking the Bump’. Please make SMA proud. Go Bumps and Bumpers!”

Many girls in class gave a squeal of delight. Jim ignored their excitement and focused on one of the girl’s shirts. Instead of the Sunnydale Mascot (a yellow sun), Jim saw a depiction of a cartoon baby bump. That was new…

“Very exciting, very exciting, but speaking about our Bumpers. I would like to thank all our male students who participated in our ‘Summer Camp Spread the Love’ initiative. You all are likely the reason our rival schools are swimming in soon to be mothers. Good Job! Without your help we would not have official cross school Maternity Sports this year,” Principal Peterson said with a chuckle.

At that, a couple of jocks in class shared a high-five. Jim noticed they sported lettermen jackets with a cartoon bumper-car on the back.

“Well Done, Bumpers! One of our core missions here at Sunnydale Maternity Academy is to help women learn the joys of pregnancy and motherhood. So, bumpers … make sure you keep bumping your partners as often as you can. This semester is shaping up to be one of the best since our founding 3 years ago. I am truly eager to have our first graduation class walk across the stage this coming spring,”

Ding!

The chime of a smartphone was heard over the speakers.

“Aw! Too many announcements to get through in one day. I will save the rest for tomorrow. So, I will end with a few reminders. All non-pregnant women on campus must wear a skirt. The student handbook is clear on this point. Even teachers and staff like myself must follow this rule. The only exception to this skirt rule comes, when you inevitably get pregnant. Being pregnant means, you are not allowed to wear a skirt anymore. While we allow some flexibility in your choice of fashion. There is an unwritten rule here at SMA. We believe pregnancy shouldn’t be hidden behind big dresses or baggy clothes. Remember ladies, our men want to see what their seed does to our bodies. Please wear tight fitting outfits, so as our bodies grow heavy, our baby daddies grow a sense of pride and a sense of power over us. Which will encourage them to do it again,” Principal Peterson said before.

Ding!Ding! Ding!Ding!

“Dang it,” Principal Peterson swore, before cutting off the speaker.

A second passed before everyone’s attention shifted. While the skirt rule was nothing new, the principal’s reminder drew everyone’s attention to what people were wearing. An awkward moment of silence pass through the school, as students were registering who was and who was not pregnant. Ladies not wearing skirts became the sudden focus of their respective classrooms. Despite many of them not being visibly knocked up. Whispers and gossip began as pregnant students and pregnant teachers got identified. Similarly, ambitious Casanovas took this moment to clock which girls were wearing skirts. Clearly identifying them as targets to bump and add to their harems.

The speakers turn back on.

“Sorry for going over, I have a few more important items. I want to give a warning to our freshmen and sophomores. They are prohibited from using any of the coupling rooms on campus. Those are now exclusively reserved for juniors and seniors. As you know, upper classmen are obligated to father / mother at child before graduation. And due to the gender ratio, we … we have decided to increase the requirement for male students. They will need to father two children before they can cross the stage. Again, I repeat, due to the gender imbalance, boys are required to father two children before graduation. So again, freshmen and sophomores are prohibited from using any of the coupling rooms. Children conceived before your junior year will not count towards graduation,”

“With that, let’s have a great year, and may your hearts and wombs be always full!”

All the students on campus replied: “And yours too,”

Jim noticed how the final announcements affected the male students. The were three reactions to the new graduation requirement: indifference, frustration, but mostly excitement.

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Back in the present.

Jim recovered from the time-shift before anyone else. He rapidly blinked as he quickly processed the full impacted making Sunnydale Academy more ‘pregnant friendly’. While Jim always felt special for being the cause for most of the pregnancies at school, …. That was no longer the case. His baby mamas blended into the horde of pregnant Juniors and Seniors in Maternity Academies across the nation.

“Hmm, I guess my past would change from that wish too,” Jim thought as he recalled knocking up a few extra teachers and lunch ladies.

Jim looked around to see if there were any retroactive additions to his birthday party. A quick scan of the crowd, confirmed his ‘new’ baby mamas were missing.

“I must have subconsciously kept them away from the wish granting. There would be no end if I let my women wish more members into this mess,” Jim thought looking towards the line.

It was then that he noticed everyone was holding their heads.

“Wooow! What a rush!” Stacy yelled.

Jim turned at the familiar voice before spotting his foster sister near the pool. After Stacy’s outburst, many of the other women began to voice similar sounds of discomfort.

“Jimmy! Whose crazy wish caused so much change?” Stacy yelled from the other side of the party.

That caused everyone to look towards Stacy and then Jim. A moment later everyone was eyeing the Sunnydale Maternity Academy Staff sitting around Jim’s table.

Rose, the Principal of the newly transformed school stood up and faced the party guests. She raised a hand, to disarm and calm everyone as they began gathering closer.

“Sorry everyone, I,” Rose said before hesitating.

She was finding it suddenly hard to speak. Rose cleared her throat to buy time. Her thoughts were a buzz as she wrestled the shift in her personal history. Jim was right, she could not recognize herself. Her old memories were conflicting with her new ones.

“Am I really at the center of such an odd school that promotes full wombs? A leader of an institution that … causes chronic pregnancies?” Rose thought as she looked down at her own pregnant belly.

But just as self-doubt began sinking in, she recalled something Jim said, “I prefer … if all of you stay pregnant. Pregnancy is the best. It makes you all so cute and sexy,” At that Rose subconsciously accepted her new memories as truly her own.

Returning to the needs of the moment Rose stood tall.

“Sorry, everyone for the … major time shift, I am the one … who is principally responsible for the ‘Sunnydale Maternity Academy’ wish. I felt it was necessary to reshape our school to better meet our current needs. While also being the support for Jim’s future goals,” Rose said proudly.

“The school is full of Preggos!” one voice yelled.

“We have pregnancy sports!” a new voice shouted.

“We have cooking classes!” yet another voice cheered.

“And Yoga!”

“And Daycare!”

With that the backyard party devolved into chaotic chatter, as everyone discussed the new wonderful changes to reality.

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Rose and her staff slowly worked to calm everyone. Jim got a few questions directed at him. But for the most part he redirected everyone’s questions towards Rose.

As things were settling down, Jim checked his wish granting list. He mentally affirmed everyone from school (students and staff at his party) got a wish. There were just a few women left. The college recruiters, the women from the mall, his neighborhood cougars, his foster family Stacy and Rachel, and Rachel’s secretary Jenny.

“I guess, Eris and Ivy, don’t need a wish,” Jim thought as he recalled his Magic teacher and the assassin they ‘trapped’.

“That means a dozen wishes left to give, let’s finish this, so I can call it a day…,” Jim mumbled before noticing the college recruiters in deep discussion with the SMA staff.

“Hmm, they probably are reassessing what to wish for. Seeing how, we now live in a world with a National Breeding Program, a National Genius Sperm Bank, and Genius Breeding Scholarships. The country has got to be experiencing a healthy boost to birthrates,” Jim mused.

After a minute of watching the recruiters argue with Rose and her staff, Jim decided to be proactive. Stepping away from his makeshift desk, the Time-King sought the women he had yet to give a wish.

“Jimmy!” both Susy and Nicky Parks said at the same time.

After a few kisses, and belly-rubs, Jim learned the Park sisters just wanted him to retroactively shift the Sperm Bank location. They wanted their medical center moved from the strip-mall to inside the mall proper.

Flash!

“Thanks Jimmy. This will drum up more foot traffic. Which will certainly help with our mission to fill empty wombs,” Susy said patting her bump for emphasis.

“Make sure to come by soon. The National Genius Sperm Bank keeps begging for more of your swimmers. It’s hard to stay stocked with all this demand,” Nicky said before blowing a kiss.

Following that modest wish, Jim spotted Joey the mall coffee barista. He was gratified to learn that she also had a relatively simple request.

“I want to be the store owner of my own coffee shop. I want it to be called Caffeine Bump! I want it to be a tea/coffee shop and bookstore catering to expecting women,” Joey explained with excitement.

Flash!

“Thanks Jimmy. Come by the shop. My milk is coming in, and I know how you like your coffee,” Joey said as she held one of her boobs up off her baby bump.

Smiling Jim said his goodbye, and turned. Only to bump into Sarah Foxton and Karen Wolf. The Neighborhood Cougars were both very pregnant. Specially since they were carrying triplets and twins respectively.

“What can I help you ladies with?” Jim asked admiring how big they were.

They truly were MILFs who could rock the bump. Biggest bellies in his whole harem.

“Maybe, I should make more of my women have multiples?” Jim thought as he admired the two cougars’ maternal glow.

“Jimmy!” Karen barked.

“Yes?” Jim jumped, being yanked from his horny daydream.

“Pay attention,”

“Sorry,”

Karen Wolf and Sarah Foxton both began explaining their desired retroactive upgrades to the neighborhood. They wanted gates, and cameras to boost security. While also adding more parks and playgrounds for improving family recreational space.

Flash!

“Thanks Jimmy!” both cougars said in sync.

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“Okay, are we finally in agreement? Recruiter Bethany from Greenfield College asked.

“Yes,” “We,” “Ya,” the other recruiters said in response.

“Great,” Rose sighed in relief.

Not giving them time to start arguing again, Rose yelled out “Jimmy!” as she spotted him rubbing Sarah Foxton’s giant bare belly. Standing, Jim quickly made his way over.

“You ladies decide what you want me to change in your pasts?” Jim asked as he tried to smoothly adjust his tented pants.

“What you got there in your pants lover boy?” Jessica said with a tease.

“Jessica, not now,” Rose chided.

“Yes, the recruiters have. But like us, they…” Rose said before being cut off.

“They want to have a joint wish,” Jessica said excitedly.

Jim looked to the faces of the four college recruiters. He did not personally know them, having only just magically impregnated them during the party (sex + speeding up time, not rewriting their pasts).

“I see,” Jim said before he focused on using his magical powers to learn their names.

• Bethany, large Spanish redhead from the Greenfield College of Agriculture,
• Arial, short Korean from Lakeside College of Language,
• Lesa, tall French-Canadian brunette from ForestCrest College of Economics,
• Carry, built New York Ebony skinned blond from Ironside College of Engineering,

Durning Jim’s magical scan, the recruiters remained silent. They awkwardly shifted in their tight-fitting clothes. Clearly uncomfortable from their first trimester baby bumps and mature figures straining under their professional outfits.

“So, who should I …,” Jim said looking between the recruiters, before settling on Arial.

“I …. I can speak for the group,” Arial said noticing Jim’s attention and stepping forward.

Jim admired the Korean woman’s cute nose and tight skirt, before refocusing.

“We would like to, … like to …,” Arial said before looking to one of her fellow recruiters.

Carry sighed and handed Arial a note pad.

“Thanks, Uhm, we would like for you to bless our colleges … to be the greatest in the country,” Arial said reading from the notes.

“Greatest?” Jim thought cocking an eyebrow.

“We would like to retroactively make our schools the … ‘go to’ place for learning,” Arial said blushing from her bold request.

A moment passed in silence as Arial reviewed Carry’s notes. Confusion was slowly growing on the shy Asian’s face before.

“For goodness sake,” Carry said stepping forward taking her note pad back.

“We want you to make the smartest women attend our schools,” Carry said looking to Jim.

“Okay … is that all … you wanted?” Jim asked not seeing the reason for the change.

“Yes and no. We all know you’re a powerful wizard focused on making babies,” Carry said patting her own small baby bump.

“So … the only way we thought of persuading you to attend all four of our private colleges. Is to get the brightest minds in the country to attend our schools. Thus, giving you the opportunity … to … to…,” Carry said before failing to suppress a blush.

“The opportunity to Impregnate all the smartest women in the country. Which would allow you to easily shape the future. … And … if you’re … still on the fence. We would be happy to adopt some of the Sunnydale’s Maternity Academy policies. So long as you promise to attend our colleges equally,” Carry said before lowering her notes.

“Aw …,” Jim mumbled.

He was struck speechless a second time from a wish request. Jessica took that opportunity to step closer to Jim and whisper in his ear.

“You wouldn’t even need to formally join any of their college level breeding programs. These recruiters are ****. They would let you knock-up their top students on your own time. So long as you formally attend each of their colleges,” Jessica said with a giggle.

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As the birthday was winding down, Jim excused himself to the kitchen. Opening the fridge and grabbing a soda, Jim reflected on the changes he made for the college recruiters.

“Greenfield, Lakeside, ForestCrest, and Ironside were now four of the most prestigious schools in the country, maybe in the world,” Jim thought in amazement.

“I just agreed to attend four colleges. And knock up the smartest women I find,” Jim mumbled before taking a sip of soda.

He slowly closed the fridge door when.

“BOO!” Stacy shouted.

“Shit,” Jim cried dropping his drink.

Flash!

Time froze.

The Time-King caught his breath, and frowned at his foster sister. He had stopped time on reflex. So now Stacy was stuck with a silly face. Smiling, Jim took out his phone and took a picture, before grabbing his soda frozen in the air.

Flash!

Time resumed but Jim was behind his heavily pregnant foster-sister.

“Where did,” Stacy asked.

“Here!” Jim said holding his cold drink to her exposed neck.

“Eeepp!” Stacy jumped.

A moment later Jim was pulled from the kitchen by his ear.

“I said I was sorry,”

“Come on Mr. Wizard. Parties over, you must wish good night to all our guests,” Stacy said gesturing.

Looking up, Jim could see a long line in the living room waiting for him. The worries of the future were forgotten as Jim focused on the crowd. They were all gathering tightly together, clearly eager to get a goodbye kiss.

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The older ladies were first to wished Jim good night. But young or old, everyone made sure to voice their appreciation for the changes he magically granted them. Thus, the goodbye line was slowed to a trickle. Fifteen minutes in, and only half of the party guest were gone.

“Hey Daddy, can I stay the night?" Heather Lopaz, (self-proclaim rival of Stacy) whispered, as she pushed her large bump into Jim's abs.

“It’s not fare that Stacy gets to serve your needs alone on your special night,” Heather said, as she guided Jim’s hands to her giant ass.

Jim smiled at her flirting. He eyed his thick pregnant Latina and quickly began rethinking his bedtime plans.

“Sure …, you can stay,” Jim said before … he was swarmed.

To Jim’s horror, Heather’s request was overheard by others. Everyone else was now also begging to stay the night.

“Wait ladies, please,” Jim tried to argue, but word of a sleepover was spreading.

Even women who already left were returning. Clearly called back inside from the excitement.

Jim began to panic at the sudden demand; his foster mothers house didn’t have enough beds. But just as suddenly Jim thought of a solution.

“I’m a fucking Time-King. I can reshape reality, I can fix this,”

Flash!

Jim’s childhood home, was retroactively transform to have a dozen more bedrooms. Plenty of space for his giant pregnant harem to stay the night.

“Oh, I probably should add a few more bathrooms and a second kitchen,” Jim thought as he recalled a few waddling traffic jams during the party. Lines for the restroom and kitchen had been a clear issue.

Flash!

Jim mentally reviewed the mansion he transformed his home into.

“No harm in a few extra bedrooms, extra bathrooms, and … even s small sex dungeon,” Jim thought as he recalled role playing with Eris after magical tutoring.

“Jimmy, stop rearranging the house and finish saying good bye?” Stacy said flicking Jim’s ear.

“Ow! Wait … you noticed?” Jim asked.

“Of course, now shut up and fix this mess,” Stacy said annoyed at the sudden sleep over.

Stacy stood back as Jim waded into the buzzing crowd. She let out a deep sigh as she repressed her burning hunger. The desire to ‘talk’ privately. But she could share Jim for now.

“Ladies please, no need to argue,” Jim yelled over the din.

Two dozen teens were all slowly realizing that Jim magically made bedrooms for all of them (if they buddied up). But who would sleep where?

“Look there is maternity pajamas on each of the beds!” one teen cried from the hallway.

At that, Jim’s harem quickly waddled deeper into the house. Even Stacy was pulled in by the exciting prospect of new clothes.

“Mr. Jim Hercule,”

Turning Jim saw Jenny (Rachel’s secretary)

“Jenny, did you want to stay the night too? Jim asked smiling down at her.

“No … I mean yes. But first, Miss Hercule would like for you to join her in the backyard,” the secretary said shyly.

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Back under the party lights Jim was guided to the buffet tables.

“Before anything else happens. I just want to say I’m sorry about the cake,” Jenny said sheepishly.

“Don’t worry about … it,” Jim said before trailing off.

He clearly noticed the giant cake coming into few, the same cake Ester (the bunnygirl) jumped out of. But it was a mess, broken into multiple pieces.

“Miss Hercule, Jim is here,” Jenny said in a respectful tone.

“Oh good, over here dear,” Rachel said from the other side of the mound of sponge and icing.

Stepping around the ruined cake, Jim noticed his foster mother and the event performers.

“I knew I was forgetting someone. You ladies didn’t get a wish,” Jim said as Rachel and Annabelle (the Clown) turned.

Jim stopped as Francine (the Mime) and Ester (the Bunnygirl) came fully into view.

Both Ester and Francine were wrapped in pool towels.

“It seems like I was wrong about ‘New Pill’,” Rachel said patting Ester’s new giant bubble butt.

“Overdosing on ‘New Pill’ can cause a little swelling,”

“You call that a little?” Jim said in alarm.

Ester and Francine were clearly pregnant. But both their figures had ballooned into a cartoonish hour glass shape. Nothing remotely close to their slim figures earlier that evening.