Part 1
By Tcheser
Luke Landry taught 7th period European History to a group of misfits and malcontents who attended the local high school. Early on he realized they were never despite his best attempts going to learn any of what he taught. He knew it, the school board knew it and the students knew it. Usually he just put on his tie, strode in and did his best even in the face of their worst behavior and shiftlessness. Today however was different. For today Luke was going to use more then his keen intellect and sharp wit to mold his students into productive members of society.
Today he was going to use his rather godlike powers on them. Powers of the kind that could alter reality on even its most fundamental levels. He hardly ever used these powers anymore. Not since before he had left his homeland, moved to this Chicago suburb and changed his name from Loki Laufeyjarson to Luke Landry. But his students were really getting to annoy him and it was clear something drastic had to be done even if he was a little out of practice with his powers.
What he came up with went a little like this.
As always when he entered the class his students were chaotic. The punk guys Jeff, Jerry and Tom were throwing wads of paper at each other. The jocks Billy and Freddie were in the back talking about their most recent pranks. The cheerleaders, Tiffany and Claire sat in front of them going over cheers. The punk girls, Liz and Fae were smoking and laughing at the boys. The Goth Rick and his girlfriend Terri were carving their names in their desks with switchblades. Yvonne the school slut was as always touching up her makeup. The stoners Crystal, Lars, Benny and Paula were talking loudly and laughing about something idiotic. And last but not least Carrie, a white trash girl who had been held back several times was sitting at Luke’s desk filing her nails. She had her feet up on his desk. Her dirty sketchers in his out box.
Luke smiled, put his briefcase down and shoved Carrie’s feet off his desk. Startled she nearly fell out of the chair she sat in.
“Hey, what the fuck, Mr. Luke?” she cried.
“That’s Mr. Landry to you, Carrie.” Luke corrected the rude mouthy girl as he pulled her up out of his chair by her ear and shoved her toward her desk. “And get out of my chair.”
“Hey, don’t be so god damn rough man, I’m going, shit!” Carrie mouthed as she strutted back to her desk. Luke could see her purple thong clearly as it rose out the sides of her too short raggedly hemmed denim skirt. Her foul language seemed a perfect place to start his crusade. So he began there. Using his powers he made it so Carrie could no longer swear above the level of a four year old.
“I’ll try and be more careful, Carrie” Luke replied to her earlier complaint as he straitened his desk up.
“Yeah, well you better, you big meanie!” Carrie came back with to her great astonishment. That hadn’t been what she had wanted to say at all, but that was what had come out. A few other students noticed as well and laughed at her comical comeback. “Oh, poopie!” she cried to their great amusement.
Luke thought the stoners were having a bit too much fun and having a bit too big a laugh about Carrie’s outburst. He decided to see if he was right. “Lars?”
“Yeah, Mr. L” Lars answered comically making his clearly stoned pals start laughing all over again.
“Have you been smoking pot?” Luke asked. Normally the answer would be no, or a humorous yes, but today Luke used his powers and forced out the truth.
“Yeah, we smoked up before class behind the equipment shed” Lars answered truthfully to everyone’s great astonishment. Crystal hit him in the leg for being so honest.
“Shut up, Lars” She said.
“Its okay, Crystal” Luke said in a calm manner “Really it’s alright. Lars please bring me the weed you smoked.”
“Okay” Lars ambled up to Luke’s desk and handed him a fat bag of weed. Easily a few hundred dollars worth. The class was stunned into silence.
“Thank you, Lars. You may sit now” Luke said as he stuffed the bag in his pocket.
“Hey, what gives? You ain’t gonna call the cops or nothing?” Crystal asked skeptically.
“No, I am not going to call the police, Crystal.” Luke announced “And do you know why?”
“Uhhh, no.” Crystal replied blankly.
“Anyone?” Luke asked. No one seemed to know why. “I am not going to call the police my wonderful class because… I am certain Lars will never smoke pot or do drugs ever again.”
Lars laughed a bit despite himself.
“Right Lars?” Luke then used his powers.
“Right, Mr. Landry. Never again.” Lars said and sounded like he meant it.
“Good. And that goes for the rest of you too. None of you will ever do drugs again, right?” Luke asked the class as a whole once again exercising his powers.
“Yes, Mr. Landry” They chorused.
“Excellent, well now that we have that out of the way we can…” Luke was about to say start class, however he noticed two people were still not paying attention. Jeff and Liz. Jeff had his desk pulled up right next to Liz’s and they were practically cuddling right there in class. Luke knew that Liz was pretty smart and had always suspected that it was Jeff who was dragging her down. Today he decided to change that.
Silently he reached out and touched Liz’s mind. He told her Jeff wasn’t good enough for her. She should stop dating him immediately and start concentrating on her schoolwork. If he turned himself around she could give him a second chance, but not until he had at least a B+ average. So they could continue with class Luke made Liz act on this immediately.
He was amused to see Liz suddenly push Jeff off her and start to scoot her desk away. “Hey, wussap, Bitch?” Jeff reacted predictably.
“Nothing, Jeff. I just can’t concentrate with you always hanging on me. In fact I think we should stop seeing each other for awhile. I have more important things to devote myself too.” She whispered to the shocked Jeff. She then turned to face Luke and waited for class to resume. Jeff sat there stunned and speechless.
That done Luke went on with his lesson plan. His class was still a mess, but then Rome wasn’t built in a day.
The bell rang thirty five minutes later and everyone jumped to their feet. Luke made a note to “remind” them that it was proper etiquette to wait until they were excused before they should leave their desks.
Luke then called the tease Yvonne over to his desk just as she was about to leave the room. Reluctantly she sauntered back over to him in her five inch wedge heels and tight white leather skirt. Luke could see nearly two thirds of her generous breasts in her hot pink halter top. Her makeup was perfect if overdone. Vanity thy name is Yvonne. He considered this to be one of her biggest faults. That and having sex with anyone who showed her any attention.
“Yvonne…” Luke began.
“Yeah?” Yvonne replied rather impatiently.
“There are better ways to make people like you.” He said bluntly. For an instant it was clear to Luke that Yvonne knew what he was talking about. Then she smiled her stupid smile and acted oblivious.
“What do you mean by that, Mr. Landry?” she asked innocently.
“Oh, never mind, Yvonne. We’ll concentrate on your behavior in my class for just now.” Luke explained “You spend far too much time painting your nails, brushing your hair and putting on makeup. The time you spend grooming could have gotten you out of this remedial class long ago. So starting tomorrow you’re going to pay attention to your class work and not your appearance. Tomorrow you do all of your grooming at home and don’t think about it again until you leave school in the afternoon. Understood?”
“Yes, Mr. Landry” she answered earnestly after being hit one on one by Luke’s powers. She then turned to leave and Luke had another thought. He called her back again.
“And another thing. Try and wear something a little less revealing. Its distracting to everyone including yourself.” Luke told her.
By Tcheser
Luke Landry taught 7th period European History to a group of misfits and malcontents who attended the local high school. Early on he realized they were never despite his best attempts going to learn any of what he taught. He knew it, the school board knew it and the students knew it. Usually he just put on his tie, strode in and did his best even in the face of their worst behavior and shiftlessness. Today however was different. For today Luke was going to use more then his keen intellect and sharp wit to mold his students into productive members of society.
Today he was going to use his rather godlike powers on them. Powers of the kind that could alter reality on even its most fundamental levels. He hardly ever used these powers anymore. Not since before he had left his homeland, moved to this Chicago suburb and changed his name from Loki Laufeyjarson to Luke Landry. But his students were really getting to annoy him and it was clear something drastic had to be done even if he was a little out of practice with his powers.
What he came up with went a little like this.
As always when he entered the class his students were chaotic. The punk guys Jeff, Jerry and Tom were throwing wads of paper at each other. The jocks Billy and Freddie were in the back talking about their most recent pranks. The cheerleaders, Tiffany and Claire sat in front of them going over cheers. The punk girls, Liz and Fae were smoking and laughing at the boys. The Goth Rick and his girlfriend Terri were carving their names in their desks with switchblades. Yvonne the school slut was as always touching up her makeup. The stoners Crystal, Lars, Benny and Paula were talking loudly and laughing about something idiotic. And last but not least Carrie, a white trash girl who had been held back several times was sitting at Luke’s desk filing her nails. She had her feet up on his desk. Her dirty sketchers in his out box.
Luke smiled, put his briefcase down and shoved Carrie’s feet off his desk. Startled she nearly fell out of the chair she sat in.
“Hey, what the fuck, Mr. Luke?” she cried.
“That’s Mr. Landry to you, Carrie.” Luke corrected the rude mouthy girl as he pulled her up out of his chair by her ear and shoved her toward her desk. “And get out of my chair.”
“Hey, don’t be so god damn rough man, I’m going, shit!” Carrie mouthed as she strutted back to her desk. Luke could see her purple thong clearly as it rose out the sides of her too short raggedly hemmed denim skirt. Her foul language seemed a perfect place to start his crusade. So he began there. Using his powers he made it so Carrie could no longer swear above the level of a four year old.
“I’ll try and be more careful, Carrie” Luke replied to her earlier complaint as he straitened his desk up.
“Yeah, well you better, you big meanie!” Carrie came back with to her great astonishment. That hadn’t been what she had wanted to say at all, but that was what had come out. A few other students noticed as well and laughed at her comical comeback. “Oh, poopie!” she cried to their great amusement.
Luke thought the stoners were having a bit too much fun and having a bit too big a laugh about Carrie’s outburst. He decided to see if he was right. “Lars?”
“Yeah, Mr. L” Lars answered comically making his clearly stoned pals start laughing all over again.
“Have you been smoking pot?” Luke asked. Normally the answer would be no, or a humorous yes, but today Luke used his powers and forced out the truth.
“Yeah, we smoked up before class behind the equipment shed” Lars answered truthfully to everyone’s great astonishment. Crystal hit him in the leg for being so honest.
“Shut up, Lars” She said.
“Its okay, Crystal” Luke said in a calm manner “Really it’s alright. Lars please bring me the weed you smoked.”
“Okay” Lars ambled up to Luke’s desk and handed him a fat bag of weed. Easily a few hundred dollars worth. The class was stunned into silence.
“Thank you, Lars. You may sit now” Luke said as he stuffed the bag in his pocket.
“Hey, what gives? You ain’t gonna call the cops or nothing?” Crystal asked skeptically.
“No, I am not going to call the police, Crystal.” Luke announced “And do you know why?”
“Uhhh, no.” Crystal replied blankly.
“Anyone?” Luke asked. No one seemed to know why. “I am not going to call the police my wonderful class because… I am certain Lars will never smoke pot or do drugs ever again.”
Lars laughed a bit despite himself.
“Right Lars?” Luke then used his powers.
“Right, Mr. Landry. Never again.” Lars said and sounded like he meant it.
“Good. And that goes for the rest of you too. None of you will ever do drugs again, right?” Luke asked the class as a whole once again exercising his powers.
“Yes, Mr. Landry” They chorused.
“Excellent, well now that we have that out of the way we can…” Luke was about to say start class, however he noticed two people were still not paying attention. Jeff and Liz. Jeff had his desk pulled up right next to Liz’s and they were practically cuddling right there in class. Luke knew that Liz was pretty smart and had always suspected that it was Jeff who was dragging her down. Today he decided to change that.
Silently he reached out and touched Liz’s mind. He told her Jeff wasn’t good enough for her. She should stop dating him immediately and start concentrating on her schoolwork. If he turned himself around she could give him a second chance, but not until he had at least a B+ average. So they could continue with class Luke made Liz act on this immediately.
He was amused to see Liz suddenly push Jeff off her and start to scoot her desk away. “Hey, wussap, Bitch?” Jeff reacted predictably.
“Nothing, Jeff. I just can’t concentrate with you always hanging on me. In fact I think we should stop seeing each other for awhile. I have more important things to devote myself too.” She whispered to the shocked Jeff. She then turned to face Luke and waited for class to resume. Jeff sat there stunned and speechless.
That done Luke went on with his lesson plan. His class was still a mess, but then Rome wasn’t built in a day.
The bell rang thirty five minutes later and everyone jumped to their feet. Luke made a note to “remind” them that it was proper etiquette to wait until they were excused before they should leave their desks.
Luke then called the tease Yvonne over to his desk just as she was about to leave the room. Reluctantly she sauntered back over to him in her five inch wedge heels and tight white leather skirt. Luke could see nearly two thirds of her generous breasts in her hot pink halter top. Her makeup was perfect if overdone. Vanity thy name is Yvonne. He considered this to be one of her biggest faults. That and having sex with anyone who showed her any attention.
“Yvonne…” Luke began.
“Yeah?” Yvonne replied rather impatiently.
“There are better ways to make people like you.” He said bluntly. For an instant it was clear to Luke that Yvonne knew what he was talking about. Then she smiled her stupid smile and acted oblivious.
“What do you mean by that, Mr. Landry?” she asked innocently.
“Oh, never mind, Yvonne. We’ll concentrate on your behavior in my class for just now.” Luke explained “You spend far too much time painting your nails, brushing your hair and putting on makeup. The time you spend grooming could have gotten you out of this remedial class long ago. So starting tomorrow you’re going to pay attention to your class work and not your appearance. Tomorrow you do all of your grooming at home and don’t think about it again until you leave school in the afternoon. Understood?”
“Yes, Mr. Landry” she answered earnestly after being hit one on one by Luke’s powers. She then turned to leave and Luke had another thought. He called her back again.
“And another thing. Try and wear something a little less revealing. Its distracting to everyone including yourself.” Luke told her.
“Like what?” she asked.
“Ummm…” Luke stumbled for a moment. He wasn’t an expert of women’s clothing after all. “Wear something conservative. You know like at a private school… Come to my office after school and I’ll have some better advice” he told her finally just as the second bell rang.
“Okay, Mr. Landry” Yvonne said as she ran off to get to her next class.
Luke waited patiently in his office after school for Yvonne. She didn’t show up which made him rather angry. He should teach her a lesson he decided. So he used his powers to make sure Yvonne showed up at his apartment that evening.
He was just finishing dinner when he heard the bell. When he opened the door he found Yvonne standing there. She looked rather confused as to why she was there. And he couldn’t believe it but she was even more scantily clad outside of school. She now wore a strapless halter top of some shiny red material, a skirt so tight the outline of her mound was visible and six inch stiletto heeled boots. Her makeup looked like it had been applied with a roller.
“Please come in” Luke said and opened the screen door for his student. He didn’t want her standing on the porch any longer then she needed too. Someone might see her.
“I’m sorry I missed our meeting this afternoon, Mr. Landry.” Yvonne started to apologize “I just had this sudden emergency at home and-“
“Don’t bother Yvonne.” Luke stopped her. “I can imagine why you didn’t come. It doesn’t matter now, you’re here aren’t you and we can continue our conversation.”
“Thank for being so understanding Mr. Landry, you're such a good teacher.” She tried to flatter him and flaunted her body before him.
“Yes, I suppose. Please sit” Luke offered her a seat on the sofa and then sat across from her on a chair. She sat and made herself comfortable and then waited for Luke to tell her whatever he had wanted to tell her so bad.
Before he began though he used his powers so temporarily Yvonne couldn’t help but tell the absolute truth and not be ashamed of it. “So Yvonne as we were discussing I believe your grooming habits and attire has been distracting you from your schoolwork. Would you agree?”
“Oh, yes. I spend so much time on my makeup and hair I don’t even know what class I’m in most of the time.” She answered honestly and shamelessly.
“Good, I’m glad you agree. Why though do you spend so much time on your makeup and hair and clothes.?”
“So I’ll look pretty and sexy”
“And why is that so important?”
“So the boys will want to ask me out so they can fuck me.”
“And why do you want them to do that?”
“So they’ll like me. I don’t have anything else to offer but my looks and my body. If I want to get anything in this world a man will have to give it to me because he likes me.” She answered so honestly it hurt Luke to hear.
“And have you slept with many boys or men?”
“Oh yes, dozens” she replied. “I lost my cherry when I was twelve. My uncle took it.”
“Oh dear” Luke shook his head. Yvonne was more messed up then he had thought. He would fix her though. “Yvonne?”
“Yes”
“From now on you are going to always recall that you are a valuable, intelligent, talented young woman. You don’t have to sleep with guys all the time to make them like you. You should only have sex with a man when you love him and the time is right.”
“Ummm…” Luke stumbled for a moment. He wasn’t an expert of women’s clothing after all. “Wear something conservative. You know like at a private school… Come to my office after school and I’ll have some better advice” he told her finally just as the second bell rang.
“Okay, Mr. Landry” Yvonne said as she ran off to get to her next class.
Luke waited patiently in his office after school for Yvonne. She didn’t show up which made him rather angry. He should teach her a lesson he decided. So he used his powers to make sure Yvonne showed up at his apartment that evening.
He was just finishing dinner when he heard the bell. When he opened the door he found Yvonne standing there. She looked rather confused as to why she was there. And he couldn’t believe it but she was even more scantily clad outside of school. She now wore a strapless halter top of some shiny red material, a skirt so tight the outline of her mound was visible and six inch stiletto heeled boots. Her makeup looked like it had been applied with a roller.
“Please come in” Luke said and opened the screen door for his student. He didn’t want her standing on the porch any longer then she needed too. Someone might see her.
“I’m sorry I missed our meeting this afternoon, Mr. Landry.” Yvonne started to apologize “I just had this sudden emergency at home and-“
“Don’t bother Yvonne.” Luke stopped her. “I can imagine why you didn’t come. It doesn’t matter now, you’re here aren’t you and we can continue our conversation.”
“Thank for being so understanding Mr. Landry, you're such a good teacher.” She tried to flatter him and flaunted her body before him.
“Yes, I suppose. Please sit” Luke offered her a seat on the sofa and then sat across from her on a chair. She sat and made herself comfortable and then waited for Luke to tell her whatever he had wanted to tell her so bad.
Before he began though he used his powers so temporarily Yvonne couldn’t help but tell the absolute truth and not be ashamed of it. “So Yvonne as we were discussing I believe your grooming habits and attire has been distracting you from your schoolwork. Would you agree?”
“Oh, yes. I spend so much time on my makeup and hair I don’t even know what class I’m in most of the time.” She answered honestly and shamelessly.
“Good, I’m glad you agree. Why though do you spend so much time on your makeup and hair and clothes.?”
“So I’ll look pretty and sexy”
“And why is that so important?”
“So the boys will want to ask me out so they can fuck me.”
“And why do you want them to do that?”
“So they’ll like me. I don’t have anything else to offer but my looks and my body. If I want to get anything in this world a man will have to give it to me because he likes me.” She answered so honestly it hurt Luke to hear.
“And have you slept with many boys or men?”
“Oh yes, dozens” she replied. “I lost my cherry when I was twelve. My uncle took it.”
“Oh dear” Luke shook his head. Yvonne was more messed up then he had thought. He would fix her though. “Yvonne?”
“Yes”
“From now on you are going to always recall that you are a valuable, intelligent, talented young woman. You don’t have to sleep with guys all the time to make them like you. You should only have sex with a man when you love him and the time is right.”
“Ok”
“You are also as pure in body as you are in spirit. You are a virgin. You have never had sexual intercourse or any sexual experience beyond holding hands and kissing. These things may have happened in the past but you have no memory of them.” His powers made it so. He even restored her pussy to its virgin condition complete with untouched hymen.
“Ok” she said looking a mite more innocently then before. She closed her legs which had formerly been spread wide enough for Luke to see her thong.
“Since you don’t have sex with guys and don’t need guys to feel special you don’t have to dress to get their attention. You like to wear clothes that look good on you, but keep you modestly covered and make you look respectable. When in doubt you will strive to dress more conservatively then your peers do. The extra time you have now that you aren’t playing the tease you will devote to your schoolwork and any constructive hobbies you have.” Luke explained and enacted with his powers. “And you love and respect your parents and my class.”
“Ok” she looked down at what she was wearing and seemed to suddenly feel naked.
“Good. I think we've made a breakthrough. Now it’s a school night and you surely have homework so let me walk you to the door.” Luke said as he brought her out of the semi trance she had been, removed the honesty effect (everyone needed to be able to lie sometimes) and made her forget she ever came over to his house.
“Good night” she said as she scampered to her car as quickly as she could. It didn’t appear that she liked to be seen in public half dressed anymore. As she scampered off she tried her best to pull her skirt down as far as it would go and held an arm protectively across her ample chest. Luke couldn’t help but smile and laugh to himself.
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