A Good Start

George sat at his desk at the back of the class, his penis half-hard against the confines of his underwear. Thanks to Alice giving him a lift, he'd gotten to school a bit earlier than usual and now had to wait for class to start. Usually this would be fine, he would just put his head down and let himself drift off to sleep until the teacher eventually noticed and chastised him in front of the class. However, after his experience with his newly perverted sister only minutes before, he could hardly contain his excitement. With the possibilities of new normals dancing around his brain, taking a nap wasn't really an option.

That turned out not to be the case for many of his peers, however, many of whom got into the classroom and slumped into their desks, their lights already out before their cheek hit their arm. One among these, George noted, was Sabina Mures. He watched as, without saying a word, she lazily walked over to her desk and sat down with her chin propped up by her arms.

Well, a grinning George thought to himself, it looks like once things become normal, they stick. Guess I won’t have to worry about getting yelled at for sleeping in class again.

Sparing himself one last glance at the pretty sleeping girl, he focused his attention on the front of the room. He knew that if he wanted to, he could stand up, announce to the class with his pants obviously tented that he was going to go masturbate in the girls restroom and they wouldn't even bat an eye (the idea of which made him throb to full hardness as he cursed himself at the thought). But he needed to see if there were any unforeseen changes that he had accidentally caused. After all, him just passively being a gamer caused his entire family, maybe even the whole world to become gaming fanatics.

For all I know I could have changed history in some random, unpredictable way! George thought as the school bell rang. Maybe I made it so pennies don't exist, or that people don't get their hair cut, or...

He was momentarily interrupted by a man, too old to be in high school, but much too young to be his history teacher, walking in with a briefcase. He looked to be straight out of college, a bit under six feet tall, with a scruffy look to his hair and short beard.

...or maybe I made high school teachers younger?!

His mind raced with possibilities, ranging from "How did this happen?!" to "What happened to Bovak?" to "I wonder if that means some of the older teachers got hot..." Before he was once again interrupted by the man, who spoke with a baritone voice.

"Hello, everybody. My name is Mr. Keller. Mr. Bovak is out for the rest of the week, so I'm going to be your substitute teacher. Now, I believe you were all talking about-" George relaxed, mentally kicking himself for jumping to conclusions. Of course, having a substitute teacher wouldn't have anything to do with this power, he scolded himself. Not everything out of the ordinary is going to be my fault, correlation is not causation.

A quick wave of shuffling spread through the classroom, causing George to look around. His eyebrows furrowed slightly as he noticed that almost every girl who wasn't dead asleep had gone from mentally checked out to raptly paying attention to the front of the room. His lips parted as he realized what he must be seeing: The girls found this guy hot.

Now, this was new. Sure, girls had to have thought that a teacher was cute before, but George had never seen any girl be this open about it. It was certainly something he'd do on occasion, though.

There it was, a new change, he was sure of it. He smirked as he looked around the room. There, in the corner of the room a blonde girl, who he recognized as being on the cheer squad, was blushing heavily while biting her bottom lip. The small, mousy girl at the desk beside her was explicitly sucking on her pen. He turned and saw what looked like another girl trying to get comfortable in her seat, but her blush gave the impression there was something more to it than that.

George's heart beat fast, his erection straining against his pants so hard it almost hurt. I found a change, he thought. That seems like enough to justify taking a leave for a bit. He raised his hand, catching the eye of the substitute teacher as it was glancing back from the window.

"Yes?"

George felt nervousness and excitement in the pit of his stomach as he responded confidently, "May I be excused to go masturbate in the women's restroom?" He could hear his heartbeat through his ears as he noticed a few students looking at him, none of them displaying any sort of negative or even surprised emotion.

"You may," Mr. Keller responded without a second thought before resuming his talk. George grinned as he got up from his seat and displayed his tented pants to the entire class. Instead of the usual disgusted looks he would have usually received, most of the class didn't seem to care, though there were a few interested looks from some of the girls.

This is so hot! He thought to himself as he approached the door. It's completely normal to do something as perverted as asking to go jerk off in the girl's restroom, let alone actually doing it!

As he twisted the doorknob, George saw a bit of movement in his peripheral vision. A hand went up, followed by Mr. Keller pausing to answer the question.

"May I go masturbate in the men's room?" A familiar voice stopped him in his tracks as he looked back to see Sabina Mures put her hand down.

"Yes, you may," the substitute answered. "But I'm not letting anyone else go play with themselves until you get back, so keep that in mind."

"Yes, sir."

George's heart beat fast as he stood outside the classroom, his plans to jerk off to hot girls being replaced by another. He ran towards the restrooms, looked at the signs to make sure he got the right one, and ducked into the boy's. Luckily for him, it was completely empty, and he ducked into the middle stall before pulling down his pants to release his erection.

He only had to wait around 10 seconds before he heard footsteps, followed by someone entering the restroom and going into the stall next to his. Glancing down, he could see that their shoes were distinctly feminine before they were covered by jeans- but not underwear.

Grinning, George lightly grasped his dick. Any doubt that the girl in the stall next to him was Sabina vanished as she audibly gasped. He may have never heard her like this, but he’d heard her voice enough before to know that Sabina Mures was pleasuring herself in the men's restroom.

Within thirty seconds Sabina steadily grew louder and more **** sounding in her moans while George carefully played with himself so as not to set himself off too early. The situation was already extremely hot to him, but he wanted more. He remembered the day before, talking to the girl and making small talk. I'm not sure if that would translate to this situation, but there shouldn't be too much harm in trying...

Taking a few deep breaths, so as to keep a steady voice, George spoke up.

"Sabina? Are you masturbating?" The moans gave way to a surprised "eep!" as she responded.

"...George?"

His heart stopped and his body froze, his erection losing a bit of power from his fear. What was that in her voice? Anger? Confusion? Nonchalance?

...Lust?

He couldn't tell.

"Yeah, It's George." His heart pounded in his chest. There was a brief moment of silence until she spoke again.

"Oh, hey George! Yeah, I had a sexy dream and I needed to take care of it." She paused to let out a whimper, but continued, "What about you, I thought you were going to go to the girl's room?"

George was silent, flabbergasted by the way she so casually talked with him about how she was masturbating less than 3 feet away. His boner instantly recovered back to full **** and he continued lightly stroking himself. Sabina's gasps were still audible as she waited for a response.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, he spoke up.

"Yeah well, I, uh, needed to pee so I came here first."

"Oh, a-ah, alright."

The sound of her wavering voice almost put him over the edge, and he was **** to take his hands off himself and bite down on his lip to keep from splattering the floor. A question entered his mind.

"Hey, so what are you thinking about? What was your dream?" It seemed to take a second for her to perceive his question, and when she did, she moaned only a single word.

"Fakerrrrrr!"

George’s hand paused. What?

"Faker...?"

"Yeah, haa, Faker. His quick finger-work always makes me feel like jelly when I watch him. Ooh, what that man could do to me~"

He blinked. "Faker... The pro LoL player?"

"Of course, George, who else?"

His mind reeled for a moment as he considered this new development. I should have seen this coming; my family has been all over video games lately! Didn't mom and dad say they were going to go masturbate to a work friend's daughter at and Esports event...? His cock jumped as he considered the mental image of his heavy breasted mother jilling herself in public, but he quickly shelved the image. I guess it was only a matter of time until it got this big, with how much I play video games. Another thought went through his head, but then what happened to traditional sports?

"Oh, I know, I just thought your type was more... football player, I guess?"

Sabina scoffed, "Football player? Nah, I'd take the guy who has some amazing fingers over a guy whose talent is ramming themselves up against people any day."

"Oh, cool," George said, attempting to contain his excitement. Now that it was more normal for girls to like more nerdy men, maybe Sabina wasn't as unattainable as he had once thought.

"What about, ah, fuck, you?" She asked breathily. "What were you going to jerk off to? Alice?"

"Oh, no, I already jerked off to her this morning," He answered without thinking, immediately kicking himself. He was about to take it back when she responded.

"Ah, alright."

She didn't care. George perked up as he remembered that what he and his sister had done that morning was considered perfectly normal now.

"Well, I was actually going to think about a porno I watched last night. But, now I'm going to think about you masturbating like this, it's pretty hot." He mentally crossed his fingers.

"Mmmm, really? I'm flattered, George." She said, causing him to pump both of his fists in victory. He really loved this new world. She took a second before adding, "I'm actually about to cum. Do you want to use my panties?"

George's face blanched. Sabina Mures, the subject of his fantasies for years had just offered him her panties. It quickly turned into an excited grin.

"Yes, please!"

She giggled. "Alright, gimme one... second."

Sabina's moans grew in intensity faster than before, as George heard her begin to orgasm, an orchestra to his ears.

"Yeah! Yeah! AHFUCKYESFAKERRIGHTTHEREEEE!" She loudly moaned, with the echoes of the restroom probably making her escapades public knowledge to the entire school. George witnessed her legs bucking for a few moments, and he struggled to keep from cumming even though he was hardly touching himself.

After a moment she quieted down, and he heard her get up. As he peered down into the stall over, he could see her panties come down from her wobbly legs. She then stepped out of them and a manicured hand picked them up and offered them to him under the barrier. He took them and gazed lustfully over his treasure. They were white panties, though completely sopping with pussy juice so that they took on more of a grey color, with a little pink bow in the front. If his penis had been under any pressure, he was sure he would have orgasmed at the slightest touch.

"Enjoy!" She cheerily said as she pulled up her pants, opened the stall door and walked out. “I’ll tell the teacher you’ll be a few more minutes.”

He didn't bother responding, and instead chose to quickly shove his cock back into his pants and leave as well, panties clutched in his palms. He made his way over to the women's restroom next door, hoping it would be as empty as the boy's restroom. Alas, as he rounded the corner he froze, seeing a blonde girl applying makeup at the mirror. She noticed him and furrowed her brow until she glanced down and spied the pair of panties he was holding. Now smiling as she spoke to him, putting her supplies in her purse, .

"The one on the far right has a lid, if you put it up it's a lot comfier to sit back with," she advised him before leaving the bathroom. George grinned, yet another thing that made him love his power, and made his way over to the recommended stall. She hadn't been pulling his leg, he noted, as the door closed behind him. Alice's request went through his mind as he quickly took off his pants and underwear and put his boxers over his dick.

Finally, with his boxer-covered cock in on hand, proceeded to shove her panties in his face with the other, appreciating her musky and tangy scent as he pumped himself. Thinking about the experiences he'd had that morning with both his sister and Sabina, It didn't take ten seconds before the pent up teen came, shooting all over the underpants until they were glistening with his cum.

Panting, a devious idea popped into George's mind. He quickly snatched his phone out of his pocket and pulled up the camera app before snapping a photo of his still hard member. He smirked as he messaged Alice with the picture attached, "They're all ready for you, I was thinking about you and Sabina when I came. Women's restroom in the history hallway, third stall." complete with a winky face emoji.

As if she had been constantly eyeing her phone, less than five seconds passed before his sister wrote back. "I just asked for a text, not a fucking picture! The whole row behind me saw me get a dick pic from you, asshole!"

Alice was pissed again, it seemed, though George didn't care. He put his pants back on, slipped the panties into his pocket and set his cum covered boxers on the hook, and stepped out of the stall heading back to class. As he sauntered about the hall, he couldn't help but feel excited about what else would happen today.