The notebook and a detour

Miss Jackson pulled out her keys and unlocked the passenger door to let Casey in. It was a nice car, not a brand he recognized, but it was definitely on the fancier end. The seats were quite nice, the seatbelts were flexible and soft, and there seemed to be millions of buttons on the dashboard.

“Feel free to adjust the seat or temperature to your liking! You can play with any of the settings really, but I wouldn’t recommend all of them. I think the passenger pocket pussy auto masturbater might be too large to accommodate you, and unless you’re into anal I’m not sure the dildo machine will be to your liking, plus it may be too big as well.”

Miss Jackson started the engine and drove off quickly as Casey looked outside. The outside world didn’t look too different, though maybe the streets were cleaner and more well kept. City infrastructure seemed to have improved though he wasn’t exactly sure. Cars generally looked fancier as well, about the same as Miss Jackson’s.

“Well, I guess all the changes I made to the world in the notebook ended up making a difference. I guess teachers are also paid more if Miss Jackson can afford a car like this one…”

Casey froze as he realized what he had forgotten. He rushed to open his back and dug through it to find the notebook.

“If I can rewrite the rules to be more specific then I can fix the mistakes and change myself to be what I intended instead of being a femboy…”

To his horror, he couldn’t find a trace of the notebook in any of the pockets. After checking his back four times he realized he must have left it in his desk back in the classroom. He remembered being in the hall with the notebook, being dragged inside by his teacher, but couldn’t remember what happened to the notebook. Most likely he’d find it in the classroom though.

“Um… Miss Jackson? I think I forgot my notebook back in the classroom…”

Unfortunately she didn’t turn around. And start heading back to school.

“Oh, sorry Casey! The school is locked now and I can’t get back in. Don’t worry though, you’re excused from the homework since you’re helping us with the demonstrations! I know you’re pretty studious anyways so I’m not too concerned.”

Casey didn’t know if he just felt bad pressing the issue or if it was the submissive femboy habits that made him keep quiet about it. Either way he had **** but to sit there and look outside as his teacher drove him home. Most of the city looked the same, but he noticed she had taken a slightly different route, turning away from his home to go downtown instead. Casey looked at Miss Jackson quizzically, not sure if the larger changes to the world had somehow impacted where his house was as well, but his questions were quickly answered by Miss Jackson.

“Oh that’s right, I forgot to tell you but we have to take a slight detour to pick up some supplies. I asked you to help out for our presentations but for the next class where I need your help we need a couple extra things and I didn’t realize our current equipment wouldn’t quite fit. Don’t worry I’ll pay for everything, you just sit back and let me handle it!”