Principal Mathews stood at the front of the classroom behind the podium. John hated having to listen to him got through all the school announcements. It was a long and arduous process. And none of it ever affected him. He would just have to listen to how the other teachers needed more funding or how they were doing an excellent job sending the students to college. John leaned further into his chair and pulled out his phone. The chronovac app popped right up.
'What would you like to change?' it asked him. Instantly his attention shot back up. He just had to decide what he wanted to be different. Seeing the app he couldn't help but grin.
"Is something funny Mr. McMahon?" Principal Mathews asked.
John's attention shot back to the Principal. All eyes were on him. "No sir," he said.
"Good," Principal Mathews said. His calm almost militaristic demeanor went back to normal. John knew exactly what he was going to change.
First he had to make sure no one was paying attention to him. 'No one notices anything different about me if I pull my phone out in front of them.' He held his phone in his hand and raised it up. No one in the room paid any attention to him. He tried getting the attention of the teacher next to him but she ignored him. Laughing to himself he stared up at the principal.
The bulky 63 year old had been teaching for a fairly long time. Nearly 30 years of experience had given him the position he was in. His tall frame obvious carried some muscle in his youth but all of that had faded away and was covered in fat. He liked to wear nice button up shirts with his black pants, socks and shoes while often donning a brown bowlers cap to cover up his almost non existent white hair. It was still full on the sides and back of his head but the top had almost completely thinned out.
John stared at the blank screen with the flashing bar. He wondered what he should change. A part of him feeling a bit devious. 'Principal Mathews is incredibly horny right now.' John looked up at his boss and saw him pause for a second. He cleared his throat and went back to talking. One of his big hands brushed against his crotch but went back to the podium. He was clearly gripping it a lot tighter as he tried not to think about his erection.
"Is something wrong?" One of the teachers seemed to have noticed.
"No," the principal lied. "Everything's fine. The next..." John's attention went back to his phone. He grinned watching the big guy try his hardest not to pay his boner any attention. 'No one else notices anything that changes during this meeting.' He typed. The other teachers didn't need to notice. And what he was about to do would get anyone fired. But first he needed to make a few more alterations. Watching the old man fight an erection was getting a little boring.
'Principal Mathews is 33. In his spare time he works out. He wants to be one of the biggest bodybuilders in the world and has had that goal since he was in high school.' John toggled on the duration switch for five minutes. He wanted to watch as the older man turned younger and more toned. Most of the deep wrinkles disappeared from his face while dark hair started growing into his scalp. John leaned forward in his chair.
Principal Mathews continued speaking as though nothing was happening. However underneath his fancy clothes his muscles were quickly building. Instantly rewriting themselves into the muscles of a body builder. His bulky frame trimmed up and his belt tightened around his thinning waist. While his shirt tightened against his growing shoulders and chest. Big hands clenched against the podium as he tried to contain his boner. Obviously the thing was loosing room to his growing thighs.
John tried to contain his laugh as he watched the pro bodybuilder struggle to keep his hands off himself. The 250 pound man was obviously getting hot. Blood was pumping through his body at an alarming rate and he was in front of a group of people. And having a boner that wouldn't go down wasn't helping him. He took off his jacket to relieve some of the heat. Sweat had soaked into his white shirt. It was almost completely transparent, showing off his massive pecs and even his abs.
Principal Mathews wiped at the sweat on his brow. His shirt strained against his muscles. 'Principal Mathews' shirt is a size too small.' Instantly the shirt gripped his body. The defined muscles struggled against the fabric. On reflex, Principal Mathews' flexed his upper body. A loud rip filled the classroom. "Sorry about that," he said wiping his brow again. It caused the shirt to rip even more. The sleeves were in tatters while the back had opened up. He tore them off allowing his arms to breath.
'Principal Mathews' pants are a size too small.' Now his pants gripped his legs tightly. The stronger fabric fought against his strong leg muscles. He tried to ignore it but it was bunching up so tightly around him. Then he dropped his pen. A look of fear crossed his face. He had to pick it up. He needed it. He bent over slightly. The pants strained over his ass. He bent even farther. A low ripping sound. He bent all the way down and his pants ripped wide open. The belt held them up but that was it. But his muscular ass could still be seen.
John was practically falling out of his seat in laughter. He watched as the big muscular man tried to stay official in the tatters of his clothing. He kept trying to talk like nothing happened. His big body stood nude in front of all the teachers. 'Principal Mathews' is in a poser and flexes in front of class. Each time he flexes he gets even hornier but tries not to come.' Principal Mathews stepped out from behind the podium and flexes his biceps.
His dick flicks up in attention. The 5 inches tried to work it's way out of the small blue poser. Principal Mathews tries to ignore it but as he works into the next pose one of his hands brushes across it. He moans loudly. His arms move into the next pose showing off his massive triceps. The deep groove can easily been seen at the back of the classroom. He starts panting as his hand goes back to his dick. Three soft strokes and he moves into the next pose. Showing off his incredibly defined legs. The thick tear dropped calves right below his muscular thighs that are so big that they're pressing deeply into each other.
Principal Mathews big hand grips his average sized cock. He strokes it several times. Still, he tries to keep a productive manner and talk about the school but his sentences are spaced with several heavy breathes and deep breathing. His mind drifting to pleasing his dick. He flexes his free arm again and the wave of horniness grows more. His dick is threatening to explode. He has to come. It's the only thing on his mind. He keeps rubbing faster, harder. A deep moan escapes his chest. He leans over and grips the chalkboard with his free hand. A giant burst of cum shoots forward onto the school's floor. He stares at it for a few seconds then stand back up at the podium and addresses the teachers. 'Principal Mathews normally just wears a poser throughout the school day.'
"I think that'll be all for today. Thank you for attention. Let's make sure this school keeps up the good work," Principal Mathews keeps his stern demeanor. He and the other teachers act like nothing had just happened.