Studio Renovations & Statue Alterations

Megan glanced over at the statue of Mr. Daniels, then back at Arthur's cock. "I do want to get out of here and make some changes to the rest of the school," she said, "but you deserve more than just a titfuck."

At that, Mr. Daniels returned to the living with a gasp, as Megan had decided what to do with him. "I wish, instead of a news desk, this studio held a porn movie bedroom set, and Mr. Daniels would transform to look like, act like, and have the sex drive of, a MILF porn star who's based on Arthur's ideal woman."

Megan briefly stumbled, since she was still leaning against the news desk as it disappeared. She didn't see the fake walls and elegant furniture that appeared behind her, because she was looking at Mr. Daniels. She hadn't been sure what Arthur's type was, but now she knew -- Mr. Daniels had become a voluptuous Asian woman, appearing to be approximately in her mid-thirties, although it was tough to determine her exact age due to the heavy makeup on her beautiful face. Her black hair was pulled back into a high ponytail and fell to her waist. She wore a porn-movie version of professional attire -- a small jacket over a highly abbreviated blouse that revealed both cleavage and midriff, a leather microskirt, thigh-high stockings, platform heels, and an array of jewelry.

"Oh, my God," the woman purred, putting manicured fingertips to her temple as her neural pathways were being rewritten.

"I wish some of my magical cameras were staying here to record the daylong porn shoot with you two, and others would follow me to continue broadcasting," said Megan. "The young stud Arthur gets shown the ropes of sex by -- hey, what do you want to call her?"

"Uh, Mr. Daniels?" Arthur couldn't take his eyes off the fantasy woman standing just a few feet from him.

"You can't call your female co-star 'Mr. Daniels,'" Megan insisted.

"Uh... fine," said Arthur. "Jasmine."

Megan grinned. "A little stereotypical, but okay. I wish her name was Jasmine Lee, and, uh, I wish I was all cleaned up and dressed." That was instantly true, and she said, "Okay, you two can get started whenever you're ready." As she walked away, she heard Jasmine's shoes tapping on the floor behind her.

As she got closer to the door that led out of the studio, she heard the sound of someone knocking, then pounding. She opened the door to see...