James shuddered happily, the overwhelming feeling of his penis no longer itching making him feel a sense of euphoria that bordered on orgasmic. Part of him was wishing he could have gotten the satisfaction of scratching his itch himself. The idea of him digging his nails gently yet firmly into his itchy cock skin and running over the irritated spots with smooth, refreshing friction sounded heavenly to him. Still, the overall alleviation felt like he had just gotten through having every part of his groin get massaged by a hand covered in lotion, from his foreskin to his scrotum, which in and of itself was an extremely pleasant sensation.
Elspeth called up the next girl, and James felt tempted to cover up his crotch once more to hide his growing erection. A beautiful girl, tall and sexually attractive girl walked to the front of the class in what felt like slow motion to shows. Her breasts were the biggest on any of the girls he had seen so far, her hair was medium length and glowed brunette, and her body proportions were something of legend. James did his best to hide his stiffy from the beauty, but a sideways smirk from her told him she had seen his flag raise.
The class didn’t giggle nearly as much this time, and James could hear a few romantic sighs and musings of jealousy towards the girl.
“I’ll be trying an age-altering transformation.”, the girl said natter-of-factly. Elspeth nodded, waving the girl to go and give it a try. “Just remember, Roxanne. Nothing below 1 and nothing above 80! Can’t risk him dying on us!”