Go to school

After you finish up your breakfast and put your dishes in the sink, you check the time, noticing that it’s about time to head to school. You’re about to go upstairs to grab your backpack, but then realize you can just wish it to you, you smile and do just that, along with wishing on your shoes and a jacket. You head outside and look at the fence, that, under normal circumstances you would’ve opened up to grab your bike, but this isn’t normal circumstances.

You grin widely and wish a black MTT 420-RR into your driveway. Realizing you’ve never actually driven a motorcycle before, let alone the fastest street legal bike in the world, you wish for the proper licensing and skills to ride it. To be extra careful you also wish that you never get into an accident. And to be even more careful you wish that this bike will never be stolen.

You wish a helmet onto your head and hop onto the bike, firing up the engine. It whirs to life and you slowly pull it out of your driveway, feeling butterflies in your stomach. You slowly drive the bike out of your neighborhood, but once you hit the highway, you go full throttle, launching yourself down the road, skillfully dodging every vehicle on the road as you make your way to school.

You pull into the school parking lot, the whistling of your bike gathering a lot of attention from the students outside of the building. Many students stare, and some even pull out their phones and start recording. You smile under your helmet. In most circumstances you would’ve been a little intimidated with all of these eyes on you but with all of these new changes you’ve made you have a new sense of confidence. You find a parking space and park, turn off your bike, and take off your helmet, strapping it to your bike, then you walk toward the school.

Your best friend, Carter walks up to you with a shocked expression and asks, “How…?” as she stares jealously at your bike. Carter has been your best friend and biggest crush ever since you met her in freshman year. She was a gorgeous redhead with freckles and green eyes. Her body was slim with small perky tits and a beautiful round ass that she knows you love. She’s also a major motorcycle nerd who often fan-girls to you about the hottest new bikes, and the 420rr was of course her favorite bike, being the fastest street legal bike on the market.

“Uhh… secret,” you answer, mentally kicking yourself for not thinking of an answer to this beforehand.

“And why didn’t you tell me?” Carter asks. “I feel betrayed.”

“Surprise?” You answer, smiling nervously.

Carter sighs. “If you’re not gonna give me any answers, I guess I’ll stop asking,” she took one last glance at the bike before turning around and walking back towards the school, giving you a nice view of her ass. “You’re giving me a ride after school by the way!” She calls back to you. “And stop staring at my ass, you creep!” She laughs.

You jog up to reach her and begin walking alongside her. “How would you know if I was staring?” You ask, looking over at her with a quirked eyebrow.

“You’re always staring,” she accuses. “You don’t have the willpower to resist this!” She steps ahead of you and slaps her own ass.

The two of you continue your bickering until you reach your shared first period which is English. “Morning Ms. Thalmer,” you greet the blonde bombshell as you enter the classroom. Ms. Thalmer had that kind of sexy librarian appeal to her with glasses, her hair tied up in a ponytail, a white blouse that her large tits were desperately trying to break free from, and a tight black pencil skirt that perfectly hugged her huge ass.

You and Carter went and took your seats next to each other. “mORnInG mS. ThAlmEr,” Carter mocks under her breath and you roll your eyes in response.

Shortly later, the rest of the students file in and Ms. Thalmer begins class. Paying attention was always pretty difficult in Ms. Thalmer’s class, for you and the rest of the guys in class. ‘God, I wish I could fuck Ms. Thalmer right now,’ you think absentmindedly, not even realizing what you just did.

“Mr. Miller!” Ms. Thalmer calls, snapping you out of your daze. “Come up to the front of the class please.”

Confused, you get up out of your seat and head up to the front of the classroom. Ms. Thalmer suddenly bends over her desk and lifts up her skirt, pulling her panties to the side giving you a clear view of her pussy.

Then you realize what you just wished a moment ago. You look around the class and the rest of the students seam entirely un-phased by this, so you begin unbuckling your pants.