All characters involved are over 18. This is purely fictional.
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I'm John Smith, a student at Canyon Bay High, and I have always dreamt of being able to stop time and all of the fun that I could have with it. I am starting my senior year at high school and my year so far has been pretty great! But I did not realize how great my year would actually be until one day in my history class...
It was Monday, and we had just begun a new chapter in the most boring history textbook ever created. Mr. Clark, our teacher, was teaching us about the Mongols and how they rode on what the textbook described as "fierce little ponies". I have got to admit, the book wasn't all that bad. Sitting to my left was he girl of my dreams, Sarah. She wasn't really tall but she wasn't really short either. She had a pale complexion and a cute southern accent. She was also nice and could always make me laugh, even if I was sad.
One problem was that she already had a boyfriend, and another was that I lusted after her even though I knew it was wrong, due to my raging teenage hormones.
As Mr. Clark was teaching, a girl on the other side of the classroom, Jocelyn, would not stop talking. I wondered if she ever got tired of hearing her own voice. I did not feel like listening other anymore, so I tried to tune her out as best I could. And I did. However, I noticed that the entire room fell silent, and nobody moved. I even saw a pen just floating in midair, like it was about to hit the ground!
I wondered if I had been the cause of this and I then willed everything to keep moving. To my surprise, the noise of the classroom returned, and nobody even seemed to notice how time stopped!
My hormones kicked in and I thought I would have a bit of fun with this newfound power...
I willed time to stop again and walked over to where Sarah sat, in her cute outfit. She had on a black shirt, jeans, flip flops, and a purple jacket. My mind instinctively wondered about what she was wearing underneath all of those clothes. I moved her out of her chair (she felt weightless with time stopped) and stood her up in front of her desk. I pulled the zipper down on her jacket and took it off of her. Her B-cup breasts filled her tight, black shirt, so I removed her shirt so she would be a bit more comfortable. As I lifted up her shirt I saw a black push-up bra from Victoria's Secret. My knees shook at the sight of her standing there without a shirt, but I kept moving. I bent down and unzipped her pants and pulled them down, revealing a matching pair of panties. As I was pushing her pants off of her legs I had gotten extremely hard.