A high school teacher

Harry scrambled out of bed when his alarm rang, fighting against his sleepiness. He chuckled when he recalled his sweet dream last night.

"I really should get laid soon. Teaching in an all girl's school is too much stimulation."

After a quick shower and breakfast, he grabbed his work bag and left for Union High. The drive was uneventful and he arrived in paradise, as he often called it in his mind, after a scant fifteen minutes.

Harry knew the students were off limits, and even just sexualizing them was very wrong and creepy. However, he was only twenty four years old, so it was difficult to resist being attracted to these girls who were only a few years younger than him. It didn't help that he had always watched schoolgirl porn.

Harry's eyes snapped to the sight of a pair of milky white thighs. He quickly looked away before anyone could catch him in the act. Lord, why was her skirt so short? He swore he could see a peek of her ass even though she was standing up. He could imagine the school disciplinary teacher blowing her top off at the girl's flagrant disregard of the school regulations.

He made his way to the teacher's office, but what he saw on the way baffled him. Every girl wore a skirt that was criminally short. Harry tried his hardest to keep his gaze level and picked up his pace. He was panting when he got to his desk.

"Whoa there, what's with the rush? You're not even late," said Rebecca, his desk-neighbor. Harry got along with her since she was of a similar age and had an easy going personality. She was also quite cute.

"Have you seen the students? I must have gone insane because I could have sworn they were all wearing mini skirts!"

"Yes, you have gone insane. It was you who asked for the change of the uniform guidelines when you started working here, you dummy! You said you wanted to see so many upskirts you would grow tired of them!"

"Wha- what?" Harry couldn't understand what Rebecca was spouting. Though she could be eccentric at times, this went well beyond any semblance of rationality.

"What do you mean I said so? Why would the school change the rules just because of me?"

"To make you happy? I don't know, I've never thought about it."

Harry's strange dream came back to the forefront of his mind, and more details resurfaced. Jesus Christ promised him a world 'tailored to his desires'. Was this it? He wanted short skirts? Why was he even working?

"So... Rebecca, to what extent would you make me happy?"

"Oh, absolutely anything! Did you want a blowjob again?"

Seeing such vulgar words spoken by his colleague at work sent him reeling. He looked at the clock and realized that it was almost time for his first lesson.

"Let's hold that thought... I've got to get to class."

"Of course, I'm sure you prefer those young girls!"

Harry was already at the doorway when Rebecca yelled out the easily misunderstood statement. He froze in panic. When none of the other teachers even looked in his direction, he relaxed and continued on his way.

Can I really... do anything I want?

Surely such a ludicrous scenario couldn't come true. Absorbed in his thoughts, he found himself in his classroom and in front of sixteen girls, all of them gorgeous in their own way.

"Morning Mr. Woods," a couple of students greeted him. Being a young male teacher in an all girl's school, Harry had a fair share of secret admirers. He was not blind to this fact, and it tormented him further knowing that it was forever forbidden to him.

As the lesson was winding down, Harry slowly walked around the room to see if anyone needed help understanding the material. One girl flagged him down.

"Harry, I don't understand this," said a devastatingly beautiful girl with red hair tied into a cute ponytail. Her fair cheeks were freckled and she had a wide smile every time he saw her. Her name was Audrey.

"Let's see..." Harry humored her despite knowing she was too smart to not understand the question are asked. The girl had two buttons undone and was pushing her cleavage out for his viewing pleasure. This was her normal behavior and Harry had to painfully tear his eyes away from her milky skin to avoid any misconduct.

"You know, Harry, you said a piercing would look good on me, so I just got one!"

"When did I ever say that..."

"Surprise!" Audrey showed him her piercing. Harry expected it to be on her ear, or perhaps her navel.

"That's very nice, it really complements your red lips-" Harry froze. Audrey had uncrossed her long legs to reveal her smooth, shaved pussy, completely bared to the whole class, to show him her piercing that was on her clit.

He pulled her skirt down immediately.

"What the FUCK is wrong with you?"

"What?" She looked puzzled, and her large eyes looked to be on the verge of tears. "I thought you would like it?"

"I mean, I do, but you can't just do that in the middle of class!"

"What do you mean? Don't you use us in class all the time?" It was another girl who chimed in.

Either everyone was pranking him, or the dream was true. Harry gulped.

"Use? As in..."

"Sex of course."

"This is nuts. Okay, so if I asked all of you to pull up your skirts, you will?" He was either going to paradise or be fired. Without hesitation, all of the girls who heard his order obeyed his command. Half of them weren't even wearing any underwear like Audrey.

"Now that sure is something..." He said after a few seconds of stunned silence. A touch on his groin startled him. It was Audrey's fingers.

"You're acting weird today, Harry... maybe I could suck you off and make you feel better?"