Valerie of course

After all, you just came for what must've been a minute, or close too, and were already starting to see life in your little (although you could swear larger than normal) soldier once more. You were reminded there was a mention of other bonuses... Well regardless, if you weren't supposed to be banging girls with your powers then you had no idea what they were for. Being entirely ignored by everyone didn't have much other use.

Wasting no time you stepped towards Valerie and dragged her to her feet, and locked lips with her. A moment later you were tongue wrestling her and winning by a mile. She wasn't even putting up a fight as your tongue smacked hers around her mouth. It wasn't romantic in the slightest. It was you taking her, savoring her taste, and her just letting it happen.

You kept going, the thrill of doing this in the middle of a crowded classroom without so much as a stutter in the professors lazy drone, fueling your excitement. In the process you pushed Valerie back down onto her desk, the blue haired girl showing zero resistance or even interest. The only reaction you were getting was that she was having a bit of trouble swallowing properly and a mixture of both your spit and hers she was starting to drool.

The instant you broke contact to catch your breath Valerie shut her motuh and slurped down the excess spit you had left behind in her motuh, her expression remaining completely nonplussed as she lazily rolled her head to the side so she could pay attention to the professor up front again. Other than her simple head turn she seemed comfortable the way she was, her arm's and legs hanging off the sides of her desk, her cheeks still slick with spit from your sloppy make out session.

Looking down you noticed you got some on her shirt.

"Aw, you're shirt's a mess now." You scoffed to no one, refering to a miniscule wet spot, "let me help."

Ever the gentlemen, you walked around her and helped remove her shirt. You ended up knocking her glasses off in the process. The gentlemanly thing to do would be to bend over and put them back on for her before you started to rail her. On your short trip to the ground and back however, you caught Valerie and her friend Kayla swapping glances and smirks.

"Hey? What was that about?" You asked, bopping her on the face with your solid shaft a few times.

No response.

While you put her glasses back on you couldn't help but sigh with relief. Everything was still so weird, you were half expecting... well it didn't matter, even if this shit was some weird prank you weren't going to complain.

You instead walked back towards her feet and slipped off her flip-flops, and flung them both down towards the professor. One flew wide, but the other bounced right off the professors desk and clapped her on the face. But she didn't even hesitate in her lecture.

You still thought you deserved a treat though. That was one hell of a throw.

Your reward was in the form of two delectable feet. You started from the heel of one of them and dragged your tongue all the way up it, then moistened your tongue before doing the same to her other foot. There wasn't any particular odour, her sandals, which you saw she treated as toys more than shoes while she was seated, provided ample airflow. There was however just a tiny bit of dirt around her heels that her sandals had been ill equipped to keep out. Beyond that they were spotless with an immaculate blue nail polish on each of her toes.

You took great pleasure in meticulously tasting each and every one of her slightly salty blue candies as she just laid there watching the professor yammer on. When you moved to suck on both her big toes at once you saw her lazily look around. She made eye contact with another bored student, but when he smiled at her she quickly looked away.

It wasn't long before the very taste of the unresponsive punk-girl had your little soldier screaming for battle.

With one of her slobber covered soles in each hand you brought them together and started to go to town between her archs. Every thrust you made jostling the girl who was making no attempts to steady herself. As consumed with lust as you were, you yourself were the only one who noticed her slowly creeping away from you when your thrusts ended up pushing her back enough to have her head pushed off the opposite side of her desk.

The abrupt movement from her head flopping away from it's support was somewhat jarring at first, but it gave you a long enough break from your fun to come up with a new brilliant idea.

You made your way around the desk over to her head, and with a quick adjustment, had her facing you instead of the front of the room. You took just a moment to lift her head up a bit so you could lay your meat across it. You were certain now that you had gotten an upgrade, but Valerie didn't care, she was just absently staring at your balls through her cool-to-the-touch glasses. Her bored expression didn't change when you released her head and it thudded gently against the edge of her desk, or when you gingerly pushed her tongue out of the way with nothing but your dick. When you smashed your pelvis against her chin however she started to gag, and tears began to form around the corners of her eye's, yet somehow she still managed to look bored. Not even a grimace.

Even if she didn't seem to care that you were packing some serious meat, you could still enjoy it. In particularly you were noticing a faint outline of your dick, in her slender neck every time you entered her throat.

In a moment, the universe was calling out to you, well more likely your libido, it was screaming to grab hold of her throat and press down on your cock. The moment you did her gagging increased in frequency and ****. Her throat began to spasm around your sausage in a vain attempt to dislodge it. While her **** efforts weren't working as intended, the feeling of her throat closing in around your shaft as you hammered her throat became too much.

You pulled yourself forward and pinned her nose to your sack before you started to unload straight down her throat. But like with her friend Kayla, you were cumming a lot more than the norm. In a stroke of brilliance you let Valerie breath only to start painting her face as she gasped for air and started hacking and coughing. Before you came down off your high you had coated her glasses with rope after rope of gooey gravy, and plastered her bangs to her forehead with a massive amount of cum, it was honestly impressive.

More attention grabbing however,

"You alright?" Kayla asked from across the aisle, her cute pale ass currently pointed straight at you as she leaned over the side of her chair.

You also noticed the professor had stopped her talk and quite a few other students were looking your way.

Panic was starting to rise and your heart started to race. But before you could truly acclimate to your horror,

"Here." Kayla had a comically small backpack in one hand, more of a toy than anything, and an equally dinky water bottle in her other out stretched hand.

Valerie attempted to refuse politely, but she wasn't able to get the words out, and after a wry smirk from her friend, she slid off her desk and snatched the bottle away, bringing it to her saliva and cum soaked lips. She barely sipped anything before she was coughing again and hacked a cum loogie onto the floor. That seemed to be the problem, as her fit was over, but Valerie still polished off her friends water all the same, then thumped her half naked chest for good measure.

"Are you alright?" The professor shouted from the front.

"Y-yeah! Just... swallowed wrong I think." Valerie's cheeks flushed lightly before she calmly retook her seat and the lesson quickly resumed.

...So no one mentioned you... or the cum on her face and glasses...and now floor. They noticed her fit however, but she was definitely making some noise when you were fucking her throat.

Maybe that was because you were involved before, but you broke all contact right before her fit? It would explain a few things... probably.

Your brand new predicament was still kind of, well, new. So it was still a little unnerving when shit started to going down around you. At least that's what your brain was saying, but your cock was already starting to twitch again as your heart started to calm down.

This could probably use with some experimenting, if not to learn just what you could do with your abilities exactly, at least to get used to things.