Ms. Chung and Jessica

There in the doorway was Ms. Chung, the vice-principal, petite in a suit designed to make her look more substantial with her glossy black hair tied back severly and her glasses glinting. Her normally mirthless Korean face was horrified and enraged. Beside her, blonde and fragile was Jessica looking devistated to find the boy she had just realized she wanted so badly was fucking the teacher that had sent her away from him.

Jessica bolted. Still inside Ms. Hoover, Billy went after his classmate with his power rather than physically. Soon Jessica was back in the room, looking very confused.

"You go back to the office, Misss Juniper," Ms. Chung told Jessica. "You need to...you need....who was I...never mind."

Billy had used his power to convince Ms. Chung that Jessica wasn't even there. Meanwhile, he convinced Jessica that it was all a dream. One of those dreams where she got naked in class and didn't care who saw because she was just so happy. She smiled and began taking her clothes off.

"I...I can...explain?" Billy's English teacher lied.

Billy's power did the explaining instead.

"You can't..." Ms. Chung stammered as Billy changed her attitude. "You can't keep all the hot spunk for yourself! I want some!"

Billy pulled out of his English teacher as the vice-principal advanced purposefully on Miss Hoover, spun her around, pushed her back onto her desk so she lay with her feet in the air and without any warm up began eating the teacher out, lapping up the man juice Billy had injected her with.

Billy encouraged the confused teacher to just go with it. He then grinned and admired his handiwork as the older women went at it on the desk and Jessica squirmed blissfully out of her panties. So many options!