A week later.

“Hnnnng” Lara woke to climax. Her hand had found its way to her crotch in her sleep and she continued to nurse her orgasm for a minute or so after she arose.

“Again? Why can’t I stop dreaming about him.” She thought to herself. “That’s every day this week.” She flicked her drenched underwear to a small pile on the floor. Looking at the mound of panties, she thought “I really need to do laundry; maybe I just won’t wear panties to bed anymore.”

It was Tuesday morning, a week had gone by and John flicked through his selfies, trying to notice his transformation. He had grown taller by about an inch, his skin was much clearer and his hair seemed remarkably thick and full. But he didn’t notice too much of a difference in his build, he was still sickly thin. Strolling into the bathroom he did notice his facial hair, which had been stringy and patchy, was now a defined and thick stubble.

Due to John putting forth his three changes toward himself and Maria, he hadn’t made any more changes for the whole week. And he had only thought about what he might do next very briefly.

He locked his apartment behind him, and looked at Maria’s front door. He decided to check on her and knocked gently. Maria opened the door, looking radiant. “John! How are you?”

“I’m good thanks how are you?”

“Wonderful! Just wonderful.” She beamed.

There was a slight pause, “How is Carlos?” John asked hesitantly.

“Oh, that’s the thing John. For the last little while we have been talking, and just last night he told me how he loved me but he didn’t want to fight anymore and that he wanted time alone to improve himself. And he is moving in with his brother back home.” Maria smiled. “I don’t know how long he will be, but I think I am going to enjoy a break too.”

John couldn’t think of what to say so he just smiled, hugged her tenderly and left for school.

It was his first Math period of the week and John strode into the classroom, Mrs. Chanelle greeted him “Good morning Mr. Donger.”

“Good morning Mrs. Chanelle. Enjoy your weekend?” He replied, his mind aflutter, she never normally greeted anyone, let alone him.

“Yes, I did thank you, how about yourself?” She smiled a little breathily.

“Yeah I did. I had some weird dreams though, kinda ruined my sleep.” John mentioned.

Mrs. Chanelle’s eye widened and she inhaled sharply, before turning to sit at her desk.

“WHY DID YOU SAY THAT YOU IDIOT?” John thought, scolding himself whilst sitting at his own desk.

The lesson went ahead, and was generally normal, but John started to notice Mrs. Chanelle averting her gaze whenever he looked up at her.

“Has she been looking at me?” He thought to himself.

“Get your self together woman!” Lara sat at her desk and berated herself silently, “It’s John, the skinny kid with no friends! Why have you got a crush on him? Do you have a crush on him? Has he gotten taller? No! Stop! You are twenty eight years old, you’re too old to be fantasising about that teacher-student shit anymore! It was fine when you were twenty one, not now! It was just a couple of weird dreams. Get over it.”

Once the lesson was well and truly under way, John decided to be bold and shot his hand up.

“Yes Mr. Donger?” She asked, her mind racing with self-doubt.

“I am having trouble with question 8, could you help me please?” John asked, knowing full well the answer to question 8.

“Sure.” She nodded and walked over.

She spent the next five minutes explaining how to do an equation that John completely understood anyway. John was really just taking pleasure in the way she smiled at him and how flustered she was, almost stumbling over her words.

She put her hand on his shoulder and asked with a bright smile, "Got it?". When John nodded and she returned back to her desk, John swore he saw her sway her hips a little when she walked away.

“John?” Jane typed on the screen. “Remember on day one when I was telling you about a change you could not make because Mrs. Chanelle didn’t have a base level of attraction toward you?”

“Yes…” John answered.

“Well she has one now. And you haven’t told me what you want me to change at midnight…”

“Oh shit!” John almost said aloud. His head full of lewd thoughts about what to do.

He thought for a moment before typing, “These dreams she’s been having, she cums before she wakes up right?”

“Right.”

“Well what if she woke before she came and the only way she could finish is if she pleasured herself to the thought of me.” He typed.

“That is completely possible.” Jane said.

“Great, do it please.” His words began blinking green. “I’m not sure what else I’ll do tomorrow, I’ll think about it.”

The rest of the lesson went smoothly, John smiled and said ‘goodbye’ to Mrs. Chanelle on the way out, to which she smiled back and brushed her hair behind her ear.