You see a local college campus nearby and remember your few semesters there where you spent all your time in class fantasizing about the girls like any horny teenager. You had wished you could just bend them over a desk and fuck them right there in the middle of the class, but that was obviously something that was never going to happen. Until now.
You float on over and down through the roof, finding yourself in a hallway lined with classrooms and lecture halls as you make yourself corporeal again, your bare feet hitting the floor gently. You remember that you're completely naked and freeze up for a second as you wait for a million police officers to tackle you to the ground for indecent exposure on public property. However, no one can see you and all is normal.
18-year-old college newbies and older, more versed students walk back and forth around you, hurrying to class with books in hand as professors stand next to their open doors to greet their students. You must have got here right near the beginning of a class period. You spend a couple minutes just walking down the hallway and trying not to get run over. You feel a bit of nostalgia as you recall the time you invested in this college and the classes you took. Ultimately, it didn't pan out and you ended up finding a decent paying job instead, so you never got a degree. You had always considered coming back in the future to finish your education, but now that you no longer exist, that's not exactly required. What is required, however, is doing something about your slowly growing erection which is being healthily fed by the sight of so many ripe and attractive college girls.
A bell chimes and the last of the stragglers start to file into their classrooms and lecture halls. Picking a room on a complete whim, you follow suit and slip inside just before the door is closed. You stand to the side as the students take their seats and the professor starts calling roll. Taking a look around the class, you notice quite a few attractive girls. The teacher's not so bad herself, too. You begin to imagine what you could do here—after what you did with those girls in the cafe and the general response of the people there, you know that there's plenty of options for fun, be they in this classroom or anywhere else on campus. |