Small talk with Stacy

You decide to get into the mood with Stacy.

"Hey Stacy!"

"Hi John!"

"You look gorgeous in the uniform."

"Aww, you're the sweetest. By the way, you look pretty hot today too" she says, casually placing her hand on yours.

"Oh my, what's this, have you been working out all night?" she asks, confused at how you've become stronger overnight. Even you don't know how your body becomes manlier after your cock touches a girl. You want to think of something other than "I'm a sex species". You don't want artificial circumstances in this world. You want it to be as real as you remember it, but ten times sexier.

"I've actually been building up slowly for a little while, taking vitamin supplements and doing exercises. I guess it just finally got to the point where it's noticeable," you bullshit.

"I'll say!" says Stacy, moving up and down your arm with her beautiful hands. "I'll bet your abs are pretty good too," she says, with the innocence of a child and moves her hand swiftly and lifts your shirt.

"Oh my God, they look so well sculpted," she gushes. You see her nipples poke out through her shirt. "You don't have a 6-pack, you have an 8-pack. That's so hot. Can I touch them? Pretty please?" she cutely begs.

All of this is happening very quickly. The only reaction you manage to give at first is the tent that your cock is making in your jeans, through your torn boxers. Some of the girls are looking on, amused at Stacy's enthusiasm, but with a couple glancing down at your member as well.

You hear your name being called.