Alas, third period was drawing to a close, and Ty couldn't in good conscience leave everything as is... Sure the guys were hot, but was it really fair rob 5 years of their youth just for his own gratification?
Slowly, he morphed his classmates back into 15 and 16-year olds --- increadibly cut, heavily-hung 15 and 16-year olds, but teenagers nonetheless.
But what to do with Mr. Bretmon? Anything would be better than the overweight, unhappy forty year old who started class that day. Ty leaned back down over Mr. Bretmon, still panting from the prolonged orgasm, gorgeous cock still stiff as a flagpole.
Ty began sucking that gigantic rod again, bring more and more of it into his mouth. Mr. Bretmon began quiverring all over again with pleasure, and started to age once more, going from age twenty to twenty-five while Ty gave him the blow job of a lifetime. Now instead of looking like one of the students, Mr. Bretmon looked like a young, (Hot!) just-out-of-college teacher that all of the students --- boys and girls --- could lust after.
As Mr. Bretmon reached his climax once again, Ty gave him one last parting gift. Even as Mr. Bretmon's cock began spewing again, it split in two in Ty's mouth. Ty swallowed the last of the jiz and pulled off, revealing two towering twins rising proundly from Mr. Bretmon's crotch.