Afterglow With Some Planning

It was getting late into the evening when you finally regained consciousness. Chalking up that knowledge to your developing omniscience, you focus your attention on your thoroughly fucked teacher. The both of you had passed out in her office chair in a mess of your shared juices. Her legs were still wrapped around your waist, your now flaccid shaft still buried to the hilt inside her. You can feel her muscles still twitch occasionally around your prick as if coaxing it for yet another round.

"Finally awake, my love?" you hear Glynda murmur to you.

You look up from her chest to see her gazing lovingly down at you, her fingers gently coming through your hair. She readjusted her spectacles but her face was a deep red from a satisfied blush and her hair had fallen completely loose from its bun, leaving it cascading around her shoulders.

"Such a bad boy," she chastises you. "Seducing your teacher, cumming inside her, knocking her up... what would people say about us?"

"I don't care," you answer her, your spent prick miraculously waking up again to the sound of her voice.

Her mouth hung open in a silent "o" as she felt you growing inside her.

"We can't do it again..." she whispers as she shook her head. "You've filled me up so much already, I'm spilling out on the floor."

"Just a little more," you plead as you slowly resume pumping her. "Please Glynda... just a little more."

"You're insatiable," she groans, making no attempt of stopping you. "I'm going to make you take responsibility for this."

You don't answer her, too lost in your own pleasure. You took it slow this time, gently sawing in and out of her with long strokes. Your muscles ached something terrible and your stomach was completely empty. You needed to eat soon... right after one last fuck.

"What am I going to do about this... unsightly behavior of yours?" she says into your ear. "This horniness can't keep going on."

"Yes Professor..." you sigh as her muscles squeeze your head on every entry.

"I'll have to punish you," she whispers, continuing her dirty talk. "You'll be serving detention with me every week. You'll come here and I will counsel you until you bring this libido of yours under control."

"Always Professor," you agree. "I'll come here everyday if I have to."

"Pervert. My little pervert," she tsks as she rolls her hips into yours and coaxing one last load out of you.

You spill into her suddenly with a groan, this load a mere dribble compared to the torrent you unleashed earlier. You pant heavily and bury your face into her breasts, indulging in this bliss as much as possible before she sent you away.

"That's it. I'll squeeze every last drop out of you," she sighs as her cum filled pussy rhythmically tugs on you. "Now pull out of me, and slowly. I need to clean up this mess."

You obey, her pussy still clutching at your prick as if it didn't want to let go. As the head popped free, what spunk remained in her channel followed in a steady stream, spilling onto the large puddle at your feet. The image of Glynda Goodwitch, half naked and legs spread wide with a swollen pussy pumped full of your cum was burned into your memory forever, and you knew she'd be happy to take it again if you but asked nicely. She smiles at your lecherous look and reaches down, spreading her pussy lips with her fingers to show off the viscous creampie you gave her. You'd definitely be seeing her again in the near future.

As you shuffled out of the way, Glynda stood up and retrieved her riding crop, and with a wave of the medium, a large spell circle materialized on the floor beneath you. You watch in wonder as the intricate Dust energies vaporize your collected sexual fluids, the faint scent of ozone in the air. The glyph then rose to encircle both of you, cleaning your bodies and repairing her torn clothes. In a matter of moments the horrendous mess you made of her office disappeared without a trace.

"This should go without saying, but not a word of this to anyone," Glynda stated suddenly as she readopted her no-nonsense poise. "Even after our baby is born... don't say anything about it until after you've graduated."

You frown as she turns her back to you. A search of her thoughts show that she does regret what the two of you have done, her whole desire over childbearing being with her husband, not in a fling with a student. An easy fix though, if you had anything to say about it. You soon embrace her from behind, startling her with your touch.

"Michael?"

"Be my wife," you say bluntly.

She stares back at you incredulously.

"We can't do that! Don't be foolish!" she admonishes you.

"Of course we can," you rebuff her as you draw upon your powers. "I don't have a team and I live alone. I'm a legal adult just as you, and the father of your child. All you have to do is say yes."

"It's not proper... it's..." she struggles to rationalize her denial, in spite of everything the both of you had just done.

You stop her mutterings with a kiss. She squeaks in surprise as she relents, your tongues intertwining once more. You plant a small suggestion into her subconscious and will this desire to grow gradually over time until she could no longer deny being your wife. You resolve that she will be the first of many, and the matron of your harem. A second scan easily reveals her residence on the campus; a faculty apartment in Ozpin's tower. You'll give her a few days to think on your words before you start joining her at night. Pleased with your work and new knowledge, you break the kiss and stare lovingly into her eyes.

"Just think about it. I'll be seeing you around, Professor."

You give her a parting squeeze on the rear as you leave her office, Glynda too striken with you to say anything. As the door clicks behind you, you teleport back to your dorm, ready to get some much needed rest. Having godly powers to indulge your very human desires was the greatest thing ever as you conjure a succulent meal on your desk. Why just will the hunger away when you loved food? You contemplate your next few moves as you eat.

Beacon was beautiful to be sure, but you desired a place of your own, a palace even if you were feeling grandiose, though an analysis of your abilities shows that such a feat was currently beyond you. God it seemed wanted you to develop naturally rather than give you the key to all of your powers on day 1. Inconvenient to be sure, but not altogether unpleasant considering your significant control over the minds of others. For now you would simply plan the foundation for your new kingdom.

As your head hits the pillow for sleep, your mind drifts to the numerous girls throughout the series and you wonder who you should claim next. Your consciousness sweeps across the campus and you notice some students had returned from their weekend adventures.

• Coco Adel, the heavy gunner fashionista of Team CFVY.
• Velvet Scarlatina, Coco's partner and adorable bunny girl.
• Weiss Schnee, Heiress of the Schnee Family and Team RWBY's tsundere.
• Nora Valkyrie, the Hammer Maiden of Team JNPR with a love of pancakes.

You have high expectations for your next conquest.