High School

John thought about his High School, all those pretty girls he'd always wanted to fuck. He was sure he had masturbated while thinking about every single girl in his year. He decided to live some of his boyhood fantasies, and stepped through time and space into his younger self.

It was 8am on a Tuesday, and John found himself in his younger body, standing outside his school. The nostalgia hit him, enhanced by the suddenly fresh memories of his youth. All those fun times, and all those pretty girls, and those things being completely separate.

John had not had much luck with the ladies, being too shy to act on anything other than girls straight up asking him out. Even then the relationships didn't last as he had no idea what to do with a girlfriend. He never even kissed a girl until college! But now he was back, and ready to let his adolescent hormones run wild. He quickly stepped inside and surveyed the local talent.