Class is in session ❤

John sighed and sat in the chair next to Vanessa’s. The chair Vanessa had gotten him was a stark difference to the one she herself sat in; where hers was a comfortable looking armchair on wheels, his was an old and uncomfortable looking wooden chair without any kind of cushioning.

Vanessa pulled out her books and a notepad. While she was doing that, John quickly and discreetly pulled out his phone and navigated to the vibrator app and upped the intensity, but he still left it on the edging function before he hid his phone.

Immediately he could hear the buzzing of the vibrator, followed by a muffled whimper from Vanessa. The buzzing continued to cut out then slowly intensify, and once Vanessa had gotten everything she needed, she turned to John who opened up her Spanish book.

Smiling internally he furrowed his brow and began looking around the room. Vanessa looked at him annoyed. “W-what are you looking at? Trying to see what you can put into your pockets?” she spat.

John looked at her. “What, no! I’m not some kind of thief. Can’t you hear that buzzing? It’s kinda distracting.” Somehow he managed to keep a straight face.

Vanessa suddenly took on a shade of red he had never seen on her face. “I-I- it’s nothing, I think it’s something f-from the vents,” she lied.

John shrugged and began. Even if his goal wasn’t to teach her, he had made a promise and intended to keep it. He had his work cut out for him, Vanessa couldn’t even count to three. He only really had to get her started, and he needed a way to have it stick to her even with her brain half scrambled.

Lucky for him, he had a few tricks that he had learned from his mother when she had helped him when he was in middle school. For the next hour, he wrote down each of the tricks and exercises his mother had drilled into him knowing that she should be able to pick them up and show Miss Addams that she was at least making progress, not that she was paying all that much attention to John anyway. After the first 10 minutes, soft moans and whimpers couldn’t be ignored and Vanessa seemed out of it enough that she didn’t realise John could definitely hear her.

As he had wrapped up the lesson, his thoughts had drifted to the next part of his plan. He had several things he wanted to happen but wasn’t sure if they would go the way he hoped, and he prayed to Gaia that they would.

The temporary effects of Trigger Emotion were great, and John was hoping that he would be able to do something similar using Augment body. Getting a body boost for a limited time at a lessened MP cost would be extremely useful.

John focused on what he wanted to achieve, making his dick bigger, and soon he felt a tingle he’d felt before at his crotch. Then a popup appeared.

Augment body: You are now able to reinforce or undermine a part of the body targeted for up to an hour. Limit of 10% x (skill lvl+1)

Dick size temporarily increased 25% to 8.13 inches

John internally celebrated getting the new function of the skill. Now, to move onto the next part of his plan.

Vanessa could hardly concentrate on what that nerd loser John was saying. He just droned on and on as she desperately suppressed her moans. This thing was way too intense and it had started getting more intense while he was beside her. Luckily the dweeb was too much of a virgin to know what was happening.

She’d lost count of how many times she almost came while sitting there and her entire body throbbed, though she could feel the source of the throbbing much more intensely. She’d tried to use her nipples the other night but could never quite push herself over the edge; she knew it was because using her nipples she was trying to get herself off more because she needed it and less that she wanted the pleasure.

All she knew was that if she didn’t get off soon, she was going to go crazy. She didn’t know who was doing this or how, but it couldn’t be a god, like they said, right? Why would a god target her? And why torment her by keeping her on the edge like this? Though how else could anyone do this? She’d tried to get out of the chastity belt several times; she couldn’t even see any lock or seam for how it could be opened, and trying to pull it off only seemed to make the thing tighter. With that in mind, how would they have managed to insert whatever vibrator thing is inside of her? The only explanation would be that they were what they claimed, which Vanessa didn’t like the idea of.

She felt the thing vibrating more intensely, and she was yet again on the verge of cumming. Then… it vanished, causing her to yelp. It didn’t just shut off, the thing inside of her was gone. In one way she was relieved but in more than one she wasn’t. For one, she wanted it to keep going so she could finally cum, but a more dreaded thought entered her mind. If the vibrator was gone, that would mean that whoever was toying with her had decided to become active again. The moment she thought that, she heard her text tone.

She reached into her bag and pulled out her phone opening the message she’d just gotten.

< G: Looks like you had a fun study session - G >

She gritted her teeth and resisted the urge to yell, before replying.

< V: what R you going to do?

Vanessa was shaking. It was strange: even though she hated that damn vibrator, with it gone she felt kind of empty and she could feel how wet her pussy was. She needed to get off and she wasn’t able to while she was being teased and tortured.

< G: Aww, don’t be like that. Here, I was thinking of rewarding you. You want to cum, don’t you? >

John couldn’t believe how **** Vanessa looked, she hadn’t even looked at him even after yelping from the absence of the vibrator, and as soon as the first message had been sent, her eyes were glued to her phone. He had to suppress a chuckle when he could see her desperately rubbing her thighs together.

He’d taken a look at his MP after growing his dick, he was now down to 95. He had enough MP for another Augment body, Set Trigger, and an Instant Trigger if he needed it. The only thing he really needed to think about was what he would use the set trigger on. He could choose to have her get aroused by being helpless or submissive, maybe even from taking orders from him, though right now the last one probably wouldn’t fit into what he had planned. The other trigger could be him or his dick, that way she would be more likely to want him and might be less likely to refuse to do anything with him.

John had already gotten his reply written out and was ready to send it back to Vanessa, but since she was glued to her phone like she was about to receive life or **** news, he’d opted to take his time to just think about what he was going to do. Of course, he didn’t want to do something against her will, he wasn’t about to **** himself on her even if he had been teasing her all this time. He smiled and hit send.

Vanessa replied as almost instantly as soon as she’d read John’s message.

< V: What do you mean? Are you going to take this thing off me? >

Her eyes hadn’t left the screen and she wasn’t sure how long she was staring. Then another message popped up.

< G: Well, I was thinking, I’m not about to let you get yourself off but you have a guest, why not get a little hand. But don’t forget that you should be a gracious host, so don’t go demanding or ordering him around. I will also be taking your belt off now. Don’t think of excusing yourself or trying to get yourself off or you will find that I have been more than kind. - G >

With that, the belt vanished and Vanessa looked over at John who was dumbly sitting looking at his phone next to her; she hadn’t even really noticed him there. Of course, he was going to jump at the chance to finger her or eat her out. It would be the first experience he’d ever had with a girl and Vanessa was the hottest girl in town. She wasn’t stupid, she knew she had some competition for that spot. Mainly Moira Brighton, not only was she more wealthy than the Hawthorns but she was pretty and had that British accent that made her slightly more attractive, and for some reason, all the guys fawned over her red hair. But no, Vanessa knew she was the hottest even with her around and there would be no way John would turn her down.

John cast Trigger Emotion making it so that Vanessa would be turned on by feeling helpless.

His attention was grabbed as she cleared her throat. John turned to look at her, seeing her blush had become full-faced. “Alright, so I think that will be it for today. I should probably get going,” John said standing up.

“N-NO!” Vanessa lightly grabbed his wrist in protest. “Uhm, Wait.”

She fell silent as John looked at her with a cocked eyebrow. “Listen Vanessa, if you plan to make fun of me or call me names, you can save it for when we are at school. I came here to do Miss Addams a favour, and you should be thanking me. I don’t expect you to, but at the very least you could not treat me like shit for the short amount of time we are **** to spend together.” John sighed.

Vanessa’s grip loosened. “No, I’m not going to do any of that... I’m super horny and don’t feel like getting myself off, how about I jump on the table and I let you play with me?”

“Do you think I’m stupid?” John said flatly.

“W-what?” Vanessa asked, confused.

“Is this a dare one of your friends put you up to? Or did you just lose a bet?” John asked.

Vanessa smiled internally, This could be the out she needed to justify having to use him to get off. Not only that, she could just change some details from the last party she’d had.

“I didn’t think you’d see through it that easily,” Vanessa said. “Last week I lost a bet with one of the girls and they said that as the loser I had to have you get me off.”

Now that she could think mostly straight, she caught John’s eyebrow raise. “Really? Well, I’m not sure I want to. What do I get out of it?”

Vanessa was shocked that he’d refuse. “What? You get to touch me, what more could you want?”

“Well, since I’m your punishment, how about you start by showing me what kind of toys you have and we will work from there,” John said, seeming a little more confident.

“I don’t think so,” Vanessa scowled.

John shrugged. “Alright, well I guess I’ll see you in school on Monday then.” He stood and started towards the door.

Vanessa’s hand gripped his wrist again. She had to get off and the only way was with… him. “Wait... fine! Come with me.”

John followed Vanessa through the building, passing several rooms until she stopped right in front of a door that was covered in drawings.

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