Jess rides waves of pleasure at Kevin's whim

They were meant to be painting fruit.

But from the giggling and sighs of sexual frustration that kept echoing around the room Jess quickly realised that she might be the only one painting the little pile of apples and bananas in front of them. A cursory glance confirmed it, where she was trying through her frustration to pretend this was a normal lesson, the rest of the class had seemingly descended to painting approximations of something between the fruit and Miss Russel’s naked body.

What made the cheerleader even more frustrated was that the naked bimbo of a teacher seemed to be completely oblivious to the deliberately lewd images the rest of the students were painting – even praising them for their work. The girl to Jess’s right had painted a pair of melons with definite nipples; there weren’t even any melons in the display!

Jess groaned as she shifted on her towel covered seat, keeping her thighs crossed demurely as she tried to keep hold of the last shred of her dignity.

"I wish that those ears and tail were real."

Kevin’s wish came out of nowhere and Jess let out a shuddering moan, causing every eye in the room to turn on her. The blonde blushed harder, her hips quivering from the sudden and immediate burst of unwanted pleasure. Jess knew she’d almost stupidly gotten comfortable; for the first time all day Kevin hadn’t been making wishes every 5 minutes, and his sudden return to activity caught the blonde completely by surprise.

“Everything alright Jessica?” Miss Russel perked up from across the room.

It took Jess a moment to clear her head enough to focus, snorting through her nose for air as she kept her mouth firmly shut; terrified another moan would escape at any minute.

“Mmmhmm!” The cheerleader nodded quietly, cheeks burning as she tried to lift her brush back to the canvas and act natural. Fortunately with the presence of a naked woman in the room, it didn’t take long for the class’s attention to shift away from Jess again.

Ears and a tail? What?!

Jess tried to think of what the hell that meant, but she couldn’t even begin to imagine what Kevin had just wished for. She knew he had math class… with Sam… Oh god… Jess couldn’t help but suddenly picture Sam with little cat ears or some other ridiculous transformation. Though her thoughts were interrupted by the familiar rapidly approaching rush of another wish;

"I wish that Sam and I were allowed to have sex in math class whenever we wanted."

This time Jess managed to hold her thighs together and swallow back her squeal of pleasure, her paintbrush crushed against the canvas. But her satisfaction at managing to mask her little wish-granting outburst paled in comparison to the growing pit in her stomach Jess felt at Kevin’s wish.

You fucking creep Kevin!

Jess squeezed her thighs, shuddering in her seat as she tried and failed to think about anything but the idea of Kevin fucking Sam in the middle of their math class. She knew Sam wouldn’t know any better, but still, Jess’s heart went out to Sam, the real, original Sam… a Sam that, she shuddered knowingly, no longer existed but was a girl that wouldn’t dream of doing anything like that, especially not with a guy like Kevin.

"I wish that you always wore clothes that would allow my dick easy access to your pussy and asshole."

“No!” Jess gasped, her body quaking in place as Kevin’s next wish crashed into her. Jess’s hand on her brush slipped violently across the canvas, sending a thick blue streak across her entire painting.

It didn’t take even a moment for her mind to conjure up images of what Kevin’s wish had just done – Jess grit her teeth in frustration, knowing the stupid wording of Kevin’s thoughtless wishes had got her stuck in her stupid tiny cheerleading outfit, and now made Sam completely unable to cover her pussy or ass.

Jess groaned, assuming Kevin hadn’t thought his wish through, even as a tiny more terrifying voice in the back of her head reminded her of the even worse possibility that he really had meant ‘always’.

“Jessica?” Miss Russel raised an eyebrow and started rounding the semi-circle of students in Jess’s direction, her bare feet landing with soft little slaps against the classroom floor, “Do you need another towel?”

The blonde moaned weakly, her cheeks burning brighter as she shifted in her seat and shook her head in quiet pleading to be left alone.

“N-no-no… Mr. mmh, uh, Miss...”

The humiliation of having her pussy soaking everything she sat on had been bad enough, but now that everyone seemed to be conscious of it, and kept talking about it, it was driving the helpless girl’s shame into overdrive.

“Let me see how you’re getting on…” Miss Russel rounded Jess’s side, her naked hips swaying with every inadvertently seductive step that she took.

Another rush – Jess squeezed her eyes shut…

"I wish that the reason we're allowed to have sex in math class is because Mrs. Chen has the sex drive of a horny rabbit and gets off on watching and listening to other people having sex, and our situation provides a convenient excuse to indulge her voyeurism fetish."

“Nngh!” Jess quivered in her seat, the fourth wish crashed into her hard and the blonde’s body quaked violently. Her toes curled inside her white sneakers and she squealed into her own pursed lips as an unwanted orgasm rippled through her.

Her pussy pulsed and if it hadn’t been for her thighs being so tightly held together the girl would’ve squirted into the towel beneath her. The naked teacher stepped up behind, her bare breasts just sweeping across the back of Jess’s head as the woman rested a hand on the blonde’s quivering shoulders. Jess looked up, wincing as she almost caught a face-full of Miss Russel’s painted covered boobs.

“Mmmm, very brave Jessica…” The dark haired nude tipped her head to one side as she appraised Jess’s painting, bouncing lightly on her toes and causing her large bare breasts to bounce and sway. The eyes of nearly every student in the class moved up and down with them. “This streak of blue is a fascinating abstraction, reminiscent of Pollock’s action painting.”

The cheerleader just stared in disbelief, doe-eyed and trembling in place, trying to control her aroused breathing. Before she could respond Jess felt another wish coming and without thinking she grabbed the handle of her brush and shoved it between her teeth like a bit, biting into it to try and muffle her moans.

"I wish that Zara was obsessed with her own breasts, and would play with them whenever she was bored, horny, or just had nothing better to do with her hands."

Jess shook, that wish hit her pussy so soon after her recent orgasm that it caused a second to rip itself through her with such white heat that it almost hurt. Jess let out a squeal into her brush, panting through her nose for air as she tried to keep her eyes from glassing over under Miss Russel’s touch.

“Very good work Jessica,”

“Fnnph-fooo,” Jess moaned into her make-shift bit gag, gritting her teeth as she cursed Kevin’s perverted little mind. Miss Russel smiled down at her and then turned away, stepping to the girl to Jess’s right to coo over her ‘melon’ painting.

Hearing what Kevin had just wished about Zara made Jessica cringe, and for the first time she realised her friends might as well be targets in a shooting gallery to Kevin – at this rate the creep was going to pick them off one by one with one humiliating wish after another and there was nothing she could do to protect them.

"I wish she'd let me touch them."

“mmmmfmmmmrrr!” Jess whimpered, shaking in her seat. Bastard, bastard, bastard!

What Kevin was doing with his wishes was one thing, but what stung Jess more was that the creep didn’t seem to care even one bit about what his wishes did to her. He could make her cum at any time with just some words and to the helpless blonde it made her feel like a wind-up toy he could just trigger with a snap of his fingers… she felt objectified… less than human… well, I’m not human…

Ugh.

She just prayed Kevin had enough and would let her finish class in peace...