The only thing left for today is your dinner date.

I feel like I'm never going to pay attention to anything going on in my literature class ever again. But it's not my fault that nothing interesting goes on here. I blame it on my teacher being a man. If Professor Warren was a women, I can just about guarantee that I would have used the remote on her. Same with Professor Jones in my chemistry class. I'm not saying that I want more women to have to deal with. I'm just saying that I would probably have more to say about these classes if that was the case.

It doesn't help that Daisy never showed up to class, presumably because she's too busy buying bottles and dealing with bowls of milk. All that leaves is Katia and Nikki, who are both great, don't get me wrong, but they both seem to have settled into their new identities pretty well at this point. The only thing worth mentioning is how friendly they've become towards one another. If you just met the two today, you might think they've been best friends for years.

Anyway, Katia and Nikki's sweetness together doesn't change the fact that nothing really happens in literature class, so I'll just skip past it again. Who knows how many more times I'm even going to be here? I feel like we're getting close to the point where I might legitimately be able to leave and never come back. A weird thought, but definitely not one I mind. I've never been one to enjoy literary analysis. Though I'm sure most people could have figured that out on their own.

With my classes done, I check the time and see that I have a bit of time to kill before I need to be at Louisa and Phoebe's place. I already told Michelle and Liz that I wouldn't be home until later, so I guess I can chill out here for a while. Rose and Julia are probably going to pitch a fit when they find out I'll be gone all day, but they'll survive.

I half expect to stumble across one of my other women while waiting around, but it never actually happens. Huh. Guess I've gotten a bit too use to that, haven't I? I suppose you can't always get that lucky. I mainly end up wandering around, trying to find something to do. Of course, that leads me to start thinking about Violet again. I wish she could have been here to come with me. Imagine a double date with the four of us. Now that sounds like a fun time.

Dang it. I need to stop that. This is why I have to have some sort of distraction. Luckily, the next time I check my phone, I see that it's finally time to head over. Thank goodness. I head to the bus stop and catch a ride to Louisa and Phoebe's apartment. It's a bit of a strange experience since they live in a different direction from me, so the route isn't what I'm used to. Still, it's a relatively short trip, so I can't complain that much.

When I get off the bus, I'm pretty impressed. These two live in a nice area. All of the buildings look fairly new and there's a decent amount of greenery. In fact, as I walk towards the address Louisa gave me, I even see a nearby park, which seems like it would be an enjoyable place to spend time. After I finish admiring the area, I look around for the right building. As I'm doing so, I hear a voice call out to me.

"Matt! Over here!" The voice calls out, which I quickly identify as my math teacher.

I turn around and try to look for her. After a few moments, my eyes settle on a figure standing in front of one of the apartment complexes.

There's she is! Wow, I love that outfit. I guess she finally started dressing to match her new identity. She even has a cute set of pompoms and-

Wait a second... THAT'S LOUISA?! I feel a weird sensation in my brain as I stare at the woman smiling before me. She looks totally different than she did last time I saw her, and yet... somehow I know it's her. In fact, when I try to picture Louisa in my mind, the first thing that pops up is an image of the beautiful young woman standing in front of me. If I concentrate really hard, I can remember the old MILF version of Louisa, but even then, it's a little fuzzy. That's so weird. I guess when the remote said that everyone would remember her always looking this way, that included me too.

I try my best to focus on how Louisa has changed. She's still super hot, but now she also has a bit more of a cute edge to her. Like that college girl who seems innocent, but when things start to get wild, she knows how to party. It's not the vibe I would have expecting from boring Louisa Collins, but I'm here for it. All of the extra cushion she had in her legs and stomach is totally gone, replaced with a slender, toned body that looks incredible in a mini skirt and a tied-off top. It's hard to say if there's a clear winner between Young Louisa and MILF Louisa since they both have some fantastic qualities, but I definitely wouldn't say I regret my decision so far.

"Hey, Matt. How are you?" Louisa asks as I approach her. "It was weird not seeing you in class today."

"I'm doing alright. And sorry I couldn't make it. Something came up," I say vaguely.

"Don't worry about it. The dean already told me."

"I like your outfit," I compliment, causing Louisa to blush and look embarrassed.

"Oh... this. Um, Phoebe bought it for me and told me to wear it tonight. She said it was appropriate with how I've been acting lately. I don't really understand what that mean, but she likes how it looks on me and said you would too," she explains.

Louisa then does a little spin for me, showing off her entire body. As she does, I notice that she doesn't have any tattoos anymore. Her skin looks incredibly smooth and soft, without a drop of ink in sight. She must have gotten those later in life. Thinking about it now, I wouldn't be surprised if Phoebe was the one who convinced her to get them after they had been together for awhile.

When Louisa does her spin, she skirt also flies up a bit, and guys... I've got some bad news. The dump truck is gone... I'd like to take a moment of silence for the ass we lost along the way...

...

Okay, maybe I'm overexaggerating a little. Louisa still has one of the hottest asses I've ever seen, she just has a little less meat on it now. It makes sense, given that she lost fat in the rest of her body. I guess that's the sacrifice I made when I decided to de-age her in the first place. I shouldn't complain too much though. It's just that instead of the absolute behemoth of a rear she had before, now it's more of a tight, juicy bubble butt. I'm sure I'll still have plenty of fun with it when the time comes.

Louisa and I exchange a few more words before she leads me inside. The entire time, she shakes her hips and swishes her pompoms around like she's doing a little dance, something that's very entertaining to watch. I can also tell that despite trying to hide it, she's just as excited for our date as I am.

My teacher takes me to the elevator, and we ride a decent way up the building. Once we step out, we walk down the hall until Louisa stops me in front of one of the door. To my surprise, she reaches into her top and fishes around for a bit, inadvertently shaking her tits as she does so (or maybe she's doing it on purpose, I don't know). After a moment, she pulls out a key and unlocks the door. Gee, I wonder who taught her that move...

"Honey! We're home!" Louisa calls our with a girly giggle that I'm not used to from her.

The two of us end up having to wait for a bit, but our patience is eventually rewarded as Phoebe rounds a corner and strikes a sexy pose.

"Hey, hot stuff. You ready for a night you'll never forget?"

My god, this woman! How does she manage to get hotter each time I see her? There was always a part of me that wondered how she acted in private if she was already so slutty out in the open. Turns out, she found a way to turn it up even further. From the little black dress on that somehow covers even less than Louisa's cheerleading uniform, to the smoky makeup look she has going on, to the dripping sensual tone of her voice and body language, it's like she's begging me to fuck her right now. I can even see her nipples very clearly through her tight outfit, which I'm like 90% sure are pierced based on the outline.

I do my best to not make my raging hard-on look quite so obvious, but based on the way Phoebe is staring at my pants, I don't think I'm doing a very good job. It also seems like I'm not the only one drooling all over Phoebe, as Louisa is equal lost for words at her wife's appearance.

"You both are such dorks," Phoebe eventually laughs. "Honestly though, that kind of makes this whole thing even hotter. Try to keep it in your pants until we finish dinner. That goes for both of you. Now, Lou, why don't you help me finish up dinner? It should be almost done."

Louisa tries to answer, but ends up stumbling over her words. I guess no matter how impossible it is for Phoebe to get Louisa off, it doesn't stop the woman from turning her wife on. Eventually, my professor just nods her head and shuffles into the kitchen. As she leaves, she glances back at me and look directly at my crotch, licking her lips as she does so. Well, at least I got some attention. Considering that Louisa is supposed to be a lesbian, I guess that that's already more than I can ask for.

"You can go ahead and take a seat at the table," Phoebe says, now addressing me. "It should only take a few more minutes. I can't wait for us all to get to know each other. There is so much that I am just dying to talk about..."

Phoebe then saunters into the kitchen herself, giving Louisa a firm slap on the ass as she gets there. Oh yeah. This is going to be fun.