Just a normal day

“Now Mr. Green!” The shout shocked him into closing the door behind him and walking inside the class. Suddenly he found himself facing his entire Economics class with the body of the naked porn star, some students were giggling at him, others looked bored and some were already asleep. Nothing was any different. However when he sauntered over to his desk, sauntered really because his large hips didn't let him walk normally and since people were staring at him he had **** but to do so in what was considered a sexual way. He found that his desk was different from normal. Instead of his normal desk there was only a long beach towel stretched across the linoleum, and beside it was various of his lotions and body oils. There was tanning cream, and baby lotion as well as others along with what looked like a bucket of ice and water. Steven stared at this in confusion, what in the world happened to his desk and why was there all this beach stuff instead, it all looked vaguely familiar as well.

“Mr. Green, is there a reason that you are deciding to be so disruptive to class today? Take your seat before I mark you as absent!” The professor growled again. He looked over his shoulder while her just stared angrily and impatiently for him to take his seat. Seeing only the beach towel available. Steven gingerly set himself down on it warily. Folding his legs beneath his ass and trying in vain to cover his immense tits from view, but only succeeding in continuing to fondle them. The teacher turned around and began class as usual, with only a few students staring at him he had **** but to pose and **** himself on the towel on the classroom floor. For the entire class he was **** to stay on that towel, with only a few moments of self control. The moments he had to himself was spent oiling up his increasingly dry body with the lotions and creams. Then he was **** to lie back and lounge on the towel and pose suggestively while other students saw him in their periphery view. The entire experience was as arousing as it was embarrassing.

This trend continued throughout all his other classes, with only lunch and Weightlifting Being the exception. While he was eating lunch with Cathy and her friends, she sat in his lap while she fed him food and occasionally would suck on one of his nipples and fondle him. He had at least one orgasm as Cathy fed him his tater tots. During Weightlifting, When all the other guys were in the locker rooms changing, Steven was told to go sit in the lounge chair besides the pool. There was suntan lotion and he spent the entire time tanning while the rest of them did drills. By the time Cathy had left for home and the bus dropped him off at home, Steven was exhausted and beyond mortified. But most of all he was still so damn extremely horny.

All day long he was subjected to stimulation that had left him teetering on the precipice. The lingering kiss that Cathy gave him on the bus and the teasing fondling she gave him had left him panting ever since and he was practically soaking the welcome mat to his door. He practically stumbled into his bedroom and had barely enough sense to close the door before he wobbled over to his computer chair and clicked on his secure browser to bring up all the tabs of his current porn interests. Then to his folder with all his favorite drawings, pictures, photo shops and stories. He flashed through them while mashing at his heavy tits, drawing a nipple into his mouth while using his other hands to click on the mouse and finger himself vigorously. He was so caught up in his ministries that he barely recognized the remote that started this whole mess. Next to his computer near a glass of old soda, his frantic mouse clicking, knocking over the liquid and sending it pouring over the remote and his computer. Steven barely managed to save himself from potential electrocution as he reached his climax at the same time his computer practically exploded and arcs of electricity sparked between his computer and the swapping remote.

Steven groaned and panted in frustration, normally he could reach orgasm at least six times without his hand going numb and his crotch was still burning for more. Now his means of porn was busted and…

BEEeeeP BEEeeeP '' The remote sounded. Steven looked over and saw that a screen popped up on the remote with the message. “Input received, Downloaded 10.5 Terabytes source data” Steven was confused. What could that mean?

The doorknob on Steven's bedroom door started turning; indicating that someone that doesn't care about respecting privacy will enter. The only person house that Steven knows that is like that is his father, Jack. "Hey, Steven," he started to say as he opened the door. "Can you help me clean out the backyard shed-" As Jack was about to finish his request, the swap remote by Steven shook and sputtered; the **** being enough to turn it to point toward Jack. The familiar beam shot out from it and struck Jack straight on.