Grant was on top of the world right now. Literally. He was the most powerful human in existence and could make absolutely anything happen at the wave of his hand.
After Penny's humiliation earlier, Grant was somewhat disappointed he hadn't been able to cum. But he knew he was saving it for something special.
Stepping into Mrs. Becke's classroom, the guy could barely contain his own excitement. The 5'7" brunette english teacher stood at the board writing some notes which would be important for class. Grant looked around the room. These seventeen students were about to witness pure ectasy. Mrs. Becke was a southern belle, her face the kind that supermodels sported on the covers of magazines. Her tits were ok, pretty small and definitely perky, but her ass... oh her ass! Mrs. Becke had the thickest dump truck of an ass that Grant had ever seen. Even his mother could barely compare. Males in her classroom took their chances constantly in getting a glimpse of her wonderful curves.
Today she was wearing a dark sundress, which hung perfectly off of her chest and clung like a glove to her thick butt. It was almost too skimpy for a teacher to wear, but Mrs. Becke was no slut. She was conservative, but she was naive. And that was a combination Grant could get used to.
He took his seat as class started and began plotting his first command. Mrs. Becke stood at the board pontificating about grammar rules, the assigned reading for the class, and other such things. Grant was quickly losing interest and decided to lightly dip his toes in the water. For his first command, he made it so that in this room only and for just now, it would be considered normal to give Mrs. Becke's ass a spank. Just like a high five or a fist bump.
The brunette beauty passed by Grant's desk as she commanded the class to take out their homework from the previous night and Grant took his chance. His arm shot out and planted a firm spank across Mrs. Becke's dump truck. It wiggled and shook with a loud *CLAP*. She turned back to look at Grant with confusion... but not anger. The command had worked. Grant felt his dick starting to get hard again. He had to restrain himself, he wanted to make this last.