Max adjusts Alice

With a whomph, you notice that Alice morphed from her raunchy teacher into a hulking, six foot six football coach. Both you and Jamie gasp with a mix of horror and joy at the sight of the male, your willpower vaporizing with a glance at your partner in crime. "Dibs" you scream a fraction of a second before Jamie.

"All yours, Alex," Max giggled as Jamie pouted and slumped down in a chair next to Max.

You were bouncing with glee as you suddenly felt a pair of strong arms wrapping themselves around your shoulders, causing you to melt. in total silence he quickly turned you around, took off your shirt, bent you over the teacher's desk and pulled off your pants. "Um what's Alice's name now?" you ask as he begins pulling off his own trousers and underwear.

"Um, I didn't think of that," Max replied after a moment. "Alice works for males, right? Alice cooper?"

"I... guess- OH GOD! Holy father in heaven!" you scream as he slowly stuffs his massive foot long coke can inside of you.

"Oh, we can call him daddy!" Jamie suggested as she lifted up her skirt and began rubbing her sex at the scene in front of her.

"I can get behind that," Max agreed as she wrote something more, pressed enter, and joined Jamie in jilling herself at the sight of you getting fucked thoroughly.

Getting fucked thoroughly and enjoying every microsecond of it, you would have added if you had the capacity to do anything but enjoy yourself. Would you be able to build up enough willpower to fight against your new life after getting fucked? Or would the fucking break any hope of doing so? Right now it didn't matter. It probably would never matter. Life was feeling good.