He makes the hot girls rich

Looking up at Abigail and Maisy felt incredible. They were above him, both literally and figuratively, and that was hot. The idea of hot girls having power felt super enticing. He wanted to push that even farther, so he got the rulebook back out.

Old Rule: Abigail Richards, Maisy Frinks, and Lily Mortenson are all from the richest families on the planet. They are spoiled rotten. They go to school together at a super elite academy where everyone is rich, but they are in a league of their own and act like it.

The world changed around Mike again. Suddenly the classroom was much smaller with only about ten students. The uniforms were different, still formal, but nicer looking. They were just as well regulated as the Washington High uniforms, since everyone was dressed perfectly. In fact, they were even more form fitting, hugging every tiny curve on the girls' bodies as if they were tailor made, which they probably were. The skirts looked even shorter, and there were no jumpers, which meant that the girls' bras were faintly visible through their thin, white blouses. The only downside was that it looked like Abigail was wearing a bra again. Mike silently cursed himself for making the "no bra" rule specific to Washington High instead of universal. On the other hand, he was excited that her blouse was thin enough to see that her bra was clearly red and skimpy. Her DD breasts were just barely hidden enough behind that thin fabric to be even more enticing.

The girls themselves were stunning. Their hair was perfect, their makeup was perfect, and their skin was flawless. Were their legs and waists more tone than before? It looked like they might be, and they could certainly afford personal trainers now. Most importantly, their general attitudes seemed more commanding than before. Their backs were all a little straighter and their expressions a little haughtier. They had always been the hottest girls in school, but now they looked like they ran the school.

Then Mike looked around and noticed that the decor looked much classier. In some ways, the building looked older, like the brick walls. However, instead of a chalkboard, there was a huge digital display that the teacher was writing on with a digital pen. There were other displays that the teacher changed to maps when she needed them to. Plus, the tree outside the window looked huge in an odd way. Mike couldn't see well because he was kneeling on the floor, but when he stood up a bit he saw that the reason the tree looked odd was because it was the top of the tree. This was the third story of a very classy looking old academy.

"Oh look!" said Lily, "it's standing on its hind legs! It thinks it's people!"

The teacher turned around from the digital blackboard, saying, "There will be no interruptions in my- Oh!" She stopped when she saw Lily glaring at her. "I'm very sorry, Miss Mortenson! I didn't mean to contradict you!"

"It's my fault," said Abigail diplomatically. "My pet got out of control." She looked at Mike sternly and said, "Sit, boy!"

Mike dropped back down to the floor and resumed kneeling. Abigail rolled up her notebook and smacked him on the top of the head. He actually drooled as the class laughed at this degrading treatment. His crush was treating him like an animal, and he loved it.

Abigail smiled reassuringly at the teacher. "Don't worry, Mrs. Jimenez. It won't happen again."