Advice from a Nymphomaniac

By the time I get up on Monday morning, the only other person still at home is Mom. I can't say I'm really surprised at this point, given the issues I'm having with Julia and how obsessed with me Mom has become. After a bit of back-and-forth, I'm able to get Mom to reluctantly leave for work, and not long after that, I leave myself.

When I get off the bus, I find Violet already there waiting for me. She's wearing a slightly shorter skirt than normal (or at least what used to be normal) and I can see her nipples through her top, indicating her lack of a bra. It seems she's fully embraced this pervert thing, which also doesn't surprise me given how Saturday went. I would say something, but after what happened yesterday with Michelle, it's probably best if I just let her enjoy herself. Violet greets me with a warm smile.

"Hey, Matt!" She says cheerily.

"Hi, V. It's good to see you."

"I'm glad you think so! I wanted to dress up a little for you," Violet says before spinning around and lightly slapping her own ass.

Not exactly what I meant by 'good to see you,' but whatever. She does look hot, so I guess it works.

"So? Do I have anything new?" She asks after turning back around to face me.

It takes me a moment to release what she's talking about, but once I do, I take out the remote and lock-on to her.

"Doesn't look like it," I tell her after seeing her profile pop up.

"Lame."

"You seriously want another attribute already? The one you got last time is like a million little attributes in one. You should have plenty of ways to keep yourself entertained."

"Yeah, but that doesn't mean there's no room for something else fun to play with," Violet explains.

I poke fun at Violet's greed a bit as we start to walk to class. Eventually, she asks me how my Sunday went, which sends an unpleasant feeling through my body. At this point, I see no reason to keep anything from Violet, so I tell her about what happened with Julia. Once I tell her the whole story, she raises an eyebrow.

"So why didn't you use the remote on her? She's sexy and you clearly don't have a problem with trying to fuck the rest of your family. Why leave her out, especially if she's getting suspicious?" Violet asks.

"It's not that simple. I can't just go around using it on every girl I see," I try to explain to her.

"Why not? What's the point of having a magic sex remote if you don't use it on people? If it was up to me, I would be using it on everyone in town."

I've created a monster. An incredibly horny monster, but a monster nonetheless. But maybe Violet has a point. I mean, I've been given an opportunity beyond anything I could have ever imagined. Maybe it is a waste to only use it as much as I have been. Still, the idea of transforming the whole town is a bit ****.

"See, this is why I have the remote and not you, Ms. Pervert. Besides, you're an only child. You wouldn't understand."

"I'll take your word for it," Violet replies with a shrug. "Also, let's be clear: the only reason that I'm 'Ms. Pervert' is because you used the remote on me. And unless I'm mistaken, I think we've both been enjoying this new side of me. Just something to think about."

As crazy as it might be to listen to Violet's advice given her current state, I still decide to keep her words in the back of my mind. The two of us move on to other topics while we walk to history. It doesn't take long for the mood to pick back up as it usually does whenever we chat. As we walk down the hall leading to the classroom, Violet turns to me and smiles.

"Oh yeah, that's right! I can't wait to see what happens with Dr. Bitch now that I know about her masochism stuff!" She says.

"I know. This is our first class since I got that humiliation attribute, and it's had quite a bit of time to build up. I'll be interested to see how things go."

"Oh, and don't forget to check for anything new!" Violet reminds me.

I'm impressed with how on top of it Violet is about checking for new attributes. When we reach the door, I follow her advice and lock-on to Powell. Nothing. As cool as it would have been to get something new, I'm not too beat up over it. With that out of the way, the two of us walk into the classroom.

Once we enter, we both immediately notice our teacher's posture. She's standing behind her desk like usual, but she's not standing with the same aggressive, up-right posture she usually has. Instead she's kind of shrunk down, with her eyes darting around nervously. As soon as we take a few steps into the room, her eyes lock on me and her previous nervousness nearly doubles. She clearly has something on her mind, but she looks like she's too terrified to actually say anything. Right as I'm about to reach my seat, I finally hear her voice call out to me.

"Mr. Anderson? M-may I p-please speak with you in the hallway?" She asks in a quivering voice.

What is this about? I've never seen Dr. Powell do something like this. If she has something to say, she usually just does it in front of everybody. Obviously this has something to do with the remote, I'm just not sure what yet. I exchange a confused look with Violet, who after a moment leans over to me and whispers in my ear.

"If you get a chance, make sure to really **** her. I want to see her come back in as a horny mess," she says before giving me a soft kiss on the cheek. Weird moment for that, but sure.

I return the kiss before heading out into the hallway with my professor. As we leave the room, she closes the door behind us and looks down at the ground. As she tries to find her words, it becomes clear to me that she not happy about whatever she's about to do. Finally, she manages to speak.

"I... I asked you out here so I could apologize," Dr. Powell says quietly. Now that's a surprise.

"Wait a second. You want to apologize to me?" I ask in disbelief.

"Well, Dean Sanders informed me about her meeting with you. She told me that I am required to apologize for wasting both of your time and to never mention the issue again after doing so," she begrudgingly explains.

Oh. Ooooh. So that's what this is about. Oh, I'm going to enjoy this...