Maths and Xs

You make it through the corridors rather quickly. There is nothing that really hastens your stride in particular; rather, you go fast because nothing is slowing you down. Shooting glances at the masses of students, you take care to make mental notes on anyone who looks interesting enough to use your two remaining snaps for today. One that picks your attention in particular is a rather shy-looking girl.

She stands just below your height - 5'6" at best - and her hair has a very strong, black color. If it's natural, it has to be the darkest shade it can. If it's not, she must be using some kind of custom-made hair dye. That's just how dark it is. Gabriella already has hair that's considered black, but this girl makes her look bright in comparison. However, that's not what picks your attention the most in the girl.

Although she wears a baggy blouse, the outline of her breasts is still visible, and it's clear they're not second-rate by any means. Their mass bounces with the girl's every step, and it's clear they are probably around Isabella's size. The sight makes your heart throb with excitement. You found one of the two for today.

It's not particularly easy to snap a photo of her while there's a crowd of people moving about, but you just barely manage. Without wasting a second, you find a good corner for yourself and open her page.

Erin Cox (Schoolmate)

• Height: 5'5"
• Breasts: High H-cup
• Waist: 28 inches
• Hips: 32 inches
• Thighs: 25 inches

Finer Details:

• Nipples: very thick, long, pink
• Pregnant: false
• Lactating: false
• Horny gauge: 27/100

'Holy fuck.' you almost speak your mind. There's no question that those are the biggest boobs in the entire institution, teachers included. While yes, her other stats could use some work, you figure that it's not at all difficult.

You look for a dummy target, and immediately find it in a lousy, bratty girl who you recognize to be a part of the cheerleader team. Her strikingly blonde hair has strands of blue and green woven into them, but she doesn't strike a nice nerve in your mind. Therefore, you take a couple of inches from here and there in the cheerleader, and the result is you have 10/30 inches stored. Figuring that it's enough for now, you spread them across Erin's inadequate assets. Just in case, you turn unawareness on, although the prospect of her squirming in pleasure and begging for touch makes your dick harden in your pants.

Covertly, you gaze at Erin as her thighs begin filling out. Her tight jeans are clearly not happy with the newfound mass they have to fight against, and within seconds you can almost hear one or two seams snap. Her ass pushes the fabric further, becoming more pert and round. Within seconds, you are greeted with the changes on your phone.

Erin Cox (Schoolmate)

• Height: 5’5”
• Breasts: High H-cup
• Waist: 28 inches
• Hips: 32 inches -> 37 inches
• Thighs: 25 inches -> 30 inches

Finer Details:

• Nipples: very thick, long, pink
• Pregnant: false
• Lactating: false
• Horny gauge: 30/100

The change in the horny gauge picks your attention. It intrigues you that despite the unawareness turned on, it ticked up. Perhaps there is more to that, but the bell's ringing throws the thought out of your mind. Before you manage to open up your phone on Erin's profile and add a condition to her (to make her easier to find in the future), the black-haired freshman is already gone from your vision.

With a sigh of resignation, you falter. You'll find her sooner or later. For now, however, you are needed elsewhere.

...

Sitting in the maths class, you can't help but feel your eyelids close involuntarily. Your sexy vixen of a sister, Sophia, would feel at home in here. You, however, feel like with every next number written on the blackboard there is another second of time wasted. The clock on the wall appears to listen to Einstein's relativity theory - or whoever came up with that - and it slows down dramatically before your eyes. And all you can do is sigh and yawn.

Students come to the blackboard one after another. It's the system that the teacher, Grace Flayer, devised to encourage paying attention. In reality, it had the exact opposite effect - it all happens in a methodical, predictable manner, so every student just finishes their future task and calls it a day. You are no different.

As seconds connect into minutes, you sneakily pull out your phone. Normally, you'd fire up a game or try to browse the net, but today, your attention is brought to the app of power so graciously bestowed upon you. The first thing you check is the upgrade screen.

[Tokens: 110

Upgrade Shop

• Transformation lvl 3 - 110
• Max Snaps lvl 2 - 80
• Condition lvl 2 - 100
• Update app - 30
• Max Conditions lvl 1 - 65
• Crit Chance lvl 2 - 25 (+5%) - current: 13%
• Crit Amount lvl 1 - 25 (+25%) - current: 200%
• Multi-Personal Transformations: 150
• Multi-Personal Conditions: 160
• Temporary Conditions: 40

User Upgrades

• Self-Transformation lvl 1 - 50
• Self-Condition lvl 2 - 60]

You ponder all options briefly. However, the options you want are too expensive, and the ones that you can get don't seem that great. Crit chance and amount are probably the best (although the latter has a pitiful boost). Transformation could be useful, but it's not a necessity. Max snaps would only be useful if you decided you really needed to add more girls in one day - which you doubt will come up often, so back to the shelf. Max Conditions really tempts you. Being restricted to only one condition per girl quickly became annoying, and soon enough, you'll have to take it. Same with the level of conditions themselves - painstakingly bypassing the app's limits, like you did with Emma's lactation condition, is frustrating and, in your opinion, not worth the effort.

But that's when your eyes gaze upon the cheap upgrade hidden between the others: Update App.

You find it slightly strange that something as fundamental as an update would be gated behind points, but you decide against pondering too much. Frankly, given the app's powers, you're actually thankful for this option. It means the app is still not at its full potential.

"Mister Ring," you hear Miss Flayer call you. "Task 20, subpoint c."

With an internal grumble, you begin rising from your position. However, just before you finish the motion, you covertly press the option to buy the update before turning your phone off and putting it in your pocket.

The task takes you a long while. It's some basic optimizations - derivatives never made sense to you, but Miss Flayer was adamant you'll all need it. However, because you got one of the last subpoints, and you didn't do it beforehand, lost in your fantasies and ponders, it takes you a significant amount of time to figure out what you have to do. Calculate the derivative, compare it to 0, and find the zero point... with some guidance from Miss Flayer, you manage to finish it in a couple of minutes.

"Done," you proclaim.

"Hmm," Miss Flayer hums, dismissing you.

As she does so, you steal a glance at her.

She's a woman in her mid-30s, rather lean and tall, standing slightly taller than you. Her wavy hair is made in a brown-colored bun, but you've seen it reach around her elbows when it's untied. The brown of her eyes scans the blackboard, intelligence lurking within. Her face has a rather pretty aspect to it, although her skin has lost some of its youthful springiness and glimmer. The large shirt on her chest hides her chest rather well, but there is not that much to mask anyway, low B-cups that cannot escape your measurement vision. Her elegant, 36-inch hips sit atop 30-inch thighs, but that's about all.

But then, you notice something. A small 'X' is floating around her right breast, as if it's a button begging to be pressed. Its color is invitingly blue, and it appears to glow slightly as you momentarily focus on it.

Similarly, a second X floats near her hip level, red in color. This one, however, moves about slowly, escaping your vision before appearing from behind her after a few seconds.

Your hand almost cannot stop itself as you grab your phone. Anticipation wells within your heart as you open the app.

[The App of Wonders has been updated to version 1.1.0

New features:

• When using Measurement Vision and Snaps, new specific points can appear. Clicking or touching those spots will grant you specific bonuses, depending on their color (feel free to explore their effects on your own). The shape of the special points is customizable. Some people can only generate specific colors while others may have all of them. After using all special points on a single person, it takes 3 days for them to regenerate. They may regenerate in the same or different amounts, and their colors may also change.
• UI has been updated.
• Improved latency issues.
• Fixed several bugs.
• Improved the range of the app to about 35 feet, up from 20.
• A purchasable search function has been added.]

You take in a deep breath. This update is definitely bringing some improvements. You form a small, sly smirk, thinking about what those points will do. However, that thought is thrown out of the window as you decide to open the points shop again.

[Tokens: 80

Upgrade Shop

• Transformation lvl 3 - 110
• Max Snaps lvl 2 - 80
• Condition lvl 2 - 100
• Update app (version 1.2.0) - 250
• Max Conditions lvl 1 - 65
• Crit Chance lvl 2 - 25 (+5%) - current: 13%
• Crit Amount lvl 1 - 25 (+25%) - current: 200%
• Multi-Personal Transformations: 150
• Multi-Personal Conditions: 160
• Temporary Conditions: 40
• Search function: 350

User Upgrades

• Self-Transformation lvl 1 - 50
• Self-Condition lvl 2 - 60]

You can't help but let that smirk emerge on your face. Yes, the search function is as expensive as gold right now, but if it means never worrying about finding the girls in your library again, you're fine with as much. Besides, you'll likely have better ways of making points by that point. Hell, maybe even a passive income. In the numerous games you've played, there were often systems like that. Who knew, maybe this app would also have such powers?

Suddenly, a small notification lights up your screen's corner. Clicking on it, you read a new achievement.

[Achievement: Smarter than the dev

Find a way to bypass the app's restrictions, and successfully apply your knowledge. Don't forget to report it!

As a token of gratitude for the edge case, the cause of this bug (Condition shortened to 'Breast cum absorption') has not been removed from all (1) people currently affected by it. Instead, it now applies as though it was done with the correct level of the app's ability. However, this only applies 1 time.

Reward: Single-use crit on demand.]

You grumble quietly before sighing with relief. You honestly worried about Emma's condition, since you working around the restrictions could be considered a bug. But this appears to be a wink from the app's creator. You hum. You will have to grind if you want to put that condition in Isabella in the future, but that's alright by you.

Your attention turns to the classroom. Nobody seems to have bat an eye at you not paying attention. Taking this chance, you activate Measurement Vision and begin inspecting all the girls you can see without making your staring too blatantly obvious.

You notice an array of colorful Xs. Most girls only have one while some have two, with a rare few having three, and one - a somewhat busty, but less-than-desirably-looking girl in the front row - has four. The colors seem somewhat random, but you notice a certain regularity. Red is the most common - affecting more than half of them - followed by orange and green. Some yellows intermingle them, and there are a few pink points as well. On one girl, you notice that there are two red points. However, the color that seems to be the rarest is blue - which only appears on Miss Flayer.

You pull your phone over the edge of your desk. As Miss Flayer looks away, you snap a picture of her, deciding that the blue point justifies her being added. An array of stats lights up your screen instantly.

Grace Flayer (Teacher)

• Height: 5’9”
• Breasts: Low B-cup
• Waist: 29 inches
• Hips: 36 inches
• Thighs: 30 inches

Finer Details:

• Nipples: flat, small, pink
• Pregnant: false
• Lactating: false
• Horny gauge: 68/100

Immediately, you notice her unusually high horny gauge. Given what you know about it, this level of horniness is enough for a woman to seek a secluded space and masturbate immediately. Miss Flayer, however, acts completely normal, just as she'd always acted. Just why could this be?

You ponder, and a few minutes pass. It's hard for you to pay attention - not that you paid any in the first place. The memories of what happened in the last hour still reverberate. You imagine Isabella striding through the school covertly, trying to hide her massive breasts. Gabriella struts right next to her, clinging to her now-oversized clothes and searching for her own tits. The black-haired Erin is probably in some class, possibly with Sophia, now that you think about it. The mere thought of your younger sister makes an image of her waking you up today flash. You suddenly realize that given her behavior since you got the app, she will no doubt sleep with you tonight as well. Hell, every night will now be in tow with Sophia. Your dick hardens so much at the prospect that it starts to hurt. The mere thought of that dream being filled with numerous other women makes you tremble with arousal and anticipation.

Suddenly, your lustful thoughts are washed away by the ringing bell. Commotion stirs as the students pack their things. Miss Flayer doesn't seem to care enough to stop them and finish the task on the blackboard. Rather, her eyes dart over the classroom, stopping on you.

"Mister Ring," she said, her voice just barely piercing through the clatter. "Please stay for a minute. We need to discuss something."

A serious pang of uncertainty goes down your throat, threatening to lump it. Just what could the teacher want from you?

But you calm yourself immediately. Whatever the case, it won't be difficult to get by. Rather, viewing this as an opportunity, you decide to make a quick preparation.

You quickly aim your phone at a few girls. You don't take a lot from each - some more busty ones lose 2 to 3 inches here and there while others lose only 1. You simply want to give yourself some transformation edge. Especially considering your newest reward, you can feel your mind stirring with anticipation of what you will do.

Within seconds, the gauge is more than half full. Just as you finish the last girl, you hear Miss Flayer tell you to close the door. As you do so, you turn around to face her.

The brown of her eyes scrutinizes you, stopping briefly on the phone still in your hand. The question and apparent annoyance on her face are obvious, and you sheepishly hide the device. A brief thought crosses your mind that you could immediately slap a condition on her, but you throw it out. Firstly, let's see how this pans out.

The two points of blue and red color are still on her, waiting for you to act upon them.

Grace Flayer (Teacher)

• Height: 5’9”
• Breasts: Low B-cup
• Waist: 29 inches
• Hips: 36 inches
• Thighs: 30 inches

Erin Cox (Schoolmate)

• Height: 5’5”
• Breasts: High H-cup
• Waist: 28 inches
• Hips: 32 inches -> 37 inches
• Thighs: 25 inches -> 30 inches