Henry has some fun

Henry Hunter stewed in his room.

"Stupid cop," he stated. Why the hell was he here, anyway? He glanced nervously at the pencil which was safely atop his desk next to his sketchbook. No, how could he know about that anyway? There's no way he could have gotten the police's attention. Sure, he'd made his mom and girlfriend into what amounted to sex slaves. He'd also created some cash out of nowhere and given himself an expensive car, but no one should've noticed, right? His mom didn't notice when he'd changed her regular house clothes into sexy underwear, and Tracy didn't notice that she'd suddenly turned into a cock-hungry maid.

Henry went over to his desk and began flipping through his sketchpad. The last drawing in it was quite nice. He had just finished it this morning, during class, watching Mrs. Shelby as she prattled on about English lit. The older woman was favorite fantasy women for most of the male students, as she was an absolute fox. She had a toned, fantastic body that she was not shy to show off, and a gorgeous face that had hardly shown the lines or wrinkles of age.

The sketch showed Mrs. Shelby seated atop her desk, legs seductively crossed and her blouse unbuttoned to show off lots of creamy cleavage. Henry had made her tits a few cup sizes bigger, as despite the fact that the English teacher was a hottie her rack wasn't that impressive. Her face was flashing a sexy smile and in a comic book thought bubble were the words: I LOVE SEDUCING MY MALE STUDENTS, TEASING THEM WITH MY SEXY BODY. ESPECIALLY HENRY HUNTER, HE'S MY FAVORITE STUDENT. I'LL DO WHATEVER HE WANTS, AND REFUSE HIM NOTHING.

As soon as the sketch was finished, Mrs. Shelby underwent a fantastic transformation. Her skirt's hemline, which was always an inch above the knee, shot up to mid thigh. Her chest balooned out, the buttons on her blouse automatically popping open to make room for the immense new knockers. Her lips also took on a more seductive quality, promising any man a great time in between them. Just as with the changes in his mother and Tracy, no one noticed.

The newly transformed Mrs. Shelby quickly hopped up onto her desk. She then slowly crossed her mile-long legs, causing any male student in her class who didn't already have a boner to pop one right then. Henry's cock ached painfully for the rest of class as his much, much sexier teacher continued her lecture, and at its end all the male students who got up and exited had obvious erections.

Henry didn't leave though as he strode up to his teacher, still seated atop her desk, and shamelessly flirted with her. The older woman flirted right back, making the young man get even harder if that was all possible. Finally, Henry just couldn't take any more teasing, and boldly raised his hand, plunging it down into his teacher's deep neckline and grabbing a large, bra-encased tit. Mrs. Shelby didn't protest, instead she moaned loudly as he squeezed the soft orb. The teacher reached down and grasped Henry's cock through his pants, but he had to pull her hand away as he felt he was about to explode.

Henry quickly dragged the panting English teacher out of the classroom. With her hand in his he pulled the unprotesting woman across campus to the parking lot where his new car was waiting. The two of them got inside and he began driving, headed towards his house where he planned on fucking the hell out of the sexy older woman. Mrs. Shelby teased him relentlessly throughout the ride, flashing him her cleavage, rubbing at her creamy thighs, even licking her luscious lips and whispering dirty things into his ear. Henry couldn't help himself as he began to crassly grope at her hot body, grabbing her big tits, running his hands over her smooth legs; he even pushed his hands between her legs, wiggling his fingers into her panties before plunging two of them to the hilt inside her steaming hot, wet quim.

Of course his plans were shot to shit as soon as he got home. That stupid cop not only scared off Mrs. Shelby, but he got him in trouble with his mom as well! What an asshole! Henry was sorely tempted to use the pencil on the detective, but he figured that was a bad idea. The cops were already snooping around, he didn't want to give them any more reason to do so.

But now, with danger gone and alone in his room, Henry's balls began to ache. All those hours of teasing from Mrs. Shelby made them incredibly full. If he didn't get relief soon, he'd get blue balls or explode!

Thankfully, he was home. Here he had two lovely women to help out in his carnal time of need. The only problem he had now was who to use. His hot, sexy mom who was usually drunk enough to take advantage of? Or his cute, obedient maid who was up for anything he wanted?

Decisions, decisions...