Max does damage control

"Alright, I guess we can tidy things up a little," Max said as he went over to the laptop and began writing, speaking the words as he wrote them. "Miss Dinbowl will not remember anything about the app from before or in the future," he said before pressing enter. "And then, paste the dynamic, change to Dinbowl as X and me as Y, and all three of you have the same enhancement on you."

He turned around and looked at your former teacher. "I suggest three times, miss Dinbowl, that you go back to workas a slutty teacher that loves fucking her best students and gets away with it and you will not remember me giving suggestions to you or anyone else."

Miss Dinbowl nodded and got up from her place on the floor by Jamie. "I better get back to work before the headmaster catches us again," she said, the first words out of her in a long while. She walked over to the desk and began dressing up in a slutty office outfit, pulling out a wet napkin to get the worst stains off her clothes and face.

While Dinbowl was working on her appearances, Max turned his eyes back on Jamie and yourself. "So, here's what I suggest to the both of you, times three: You go back to acting out your new lives, keeping up the act unless we are in private. We will meet up at the shabby Motel south of town tonight at midnight to consider our options, Oh, and you're both in a open relationship with me and want to have my babies," Max said as he took the laptop, closed it up and put it in his bag.

"That's my laptop," Jamie weakly pointed out as she got up and began dressing back up. You went for your shoulder bag, not needing a touch-up as you've not been getting laid for at least a few hours. You felt a bit sad that you had to get back to work, but some part of you felt relief that you would be outside of Max influence for a few hours.

"I'm borrowing it until tonight, love," Max said as he caressed her cheek and kissed her. A flutter of jealousy slid through your belly, but you sighed and began day-dreaming about the Motel trip tonight. Max might be literally in control of your lives, but he'd also be the most powerful daddy in the universe, and that's not a bad king to be the queen of.

"I'll see you tonight then, yeah?" You say as you walk over to the door, looking at both Jamie and Max. Max waves you off and you go out into the hallways, suddenly hearing the din of the school.

Moans, squeaks of latex, leather, the clack of high heels, and the occasional wet slap and squelch fill your ears, and you smile. You love this school! You look at your wrist watch and realize you're meant to be elsewhere in a few minutes. You adjust your skirt and shirt and bounce down the hallway between horny girls and erect boys, giving casual advice here and there as you walk past someone having a bit of trouble.

Oh, how you miss those early days of inexperience and embarrassment at having sex in the hallways. Some part of you is horrified, but out here it's easily suppressed. Still, it would be in your own self interest to consider ways to outsmart Max.