As you walk through the halls, you become acutely aware of how everyone is looking at you. Even many of the teachers are passing you glances, specifically focusing in on your dick. Everyone who passed by you turned a bit red, especially if they made eye contact with you. This is very entertaining for you though. For once in your life, you are the "hot girl in class" whose panties everyone wants to get into.
You certainly have the biggest dick, that is unquestionable. And since you are the only futanari, there isn't a single person who has a natural distaste for having sex with you. You can pleasure both girls and shemales equally. Be it by fucking them, getting fucked by them, or both, everyone can enjoy spending some alone time with you, and they all know it too.
But, the important thing is that it is entirely your call. You can hand select anyone and they would willingly pleasure you. You essentially are the empress of this place now. Actually, that isn't a bad idea. "I wish that I was both treated and thought of as the official Royal Empress of all of those who either have or will become transformed by me or my wishes, excluding myself. Also, most people will just act politely towards me, and not be tripping over themselves to lick my boots, avoid me, or whatever."
Now that the wish has been made, instead of passing by you, people clear the way for you and let you pass. No one is openly looking at your dick in desire, but are doing their hardest to be respectful of you, although ultimatly their thoughts are still blatantly obvious to anyone who looks at them.
You walk back to class and instead of taking your seat, you walk over and sit on top of Miss. Sally's lap. You let her erection slip right inside of your pussy as you lower yourself down. You can feel her quivering underneath you as your pussy makes quick work of her dick. You quickly wished that you could select when you get pregnant, reguardless of the circumstances as well.
Miss. Sally's lap was pretty comfortable, and her boobs make for a nice head/back rest too. "I wish Miss. Sally's lower half would replace the chair completely, while keeping her erection as a protruding feature. Her torso and up will remain the same, but will double as the backrest. Her feet will become her wheels and she is able to move herself around with them. Only I am allowed to sit on her though, and she understands that she is my exclusive chair."
Miss. Sally's legs fuse together, while keeping their general shape. Her lower legs bend backwards at her knees, pointing underneath her body and merge at her feet, which split off into 6 fins for her new wheels. Her ass rests upon her merged heel, giving her both some support and a slight springiness when sat upon. Her waist and below then solidified, but kept her cushioning thighs soft for a more comfortable sitting platform. Her waist now could only bend like a hinge, but she could turn around 360 degrees on her wheels. She also lost all of her clothing too. Her torso also caved in a bit, to give her a more chair like look and feel, making her extremely comfortable for you to sit in. One of the best parts however, was that she was fully aware of the fact that she is your exclusive chair, and acts accordingly, usually by offering for you to use her arms as arm rests or something.
Of course no one noticed anything different as reality shifted. Now most if not all of your class was sexually attracted to both you and your chair. You leaned back, resting your head in Miss. Sally's cleavage as she also leaned back slightly in order to give you a more comfortable posture to relax in. Her dick was actually vibrating inside of you, and while it was essentially just a glorified dildo at this point, it still retained the same feel, function, and warmth of her real erect dick, that now would forever also be permanently erect and waiting for you when not in use.
You shifted around slightly, until you were in the perfect spot and relaxed. "You are a great chair Miss. Sally" you say outloud, complimenting her comfort. "Thank you so much, Miss. Emily. And please, just call me Erin, Miss. Sally is much too formal of a title for a simple piece of furniture like myself."
"Uhh, yeah, sure. Erin it is. I guess just call me Emily too?" You reply, not really sure on the best way to respond to her request. But you were really enjoying her. She was the best chair you have ever sat in. In fact... "I wish that you could walk around if needed by fixing your wheels and moving them like mechanical legs. And that you have perfect balance making you practically impossible to tip over or drop me. And if I do end up slipping, your arms can catch my full body weight and secure me safely."
Now that Erin can go a where, even up and down stairs, you never have to get up off of her. You rest your right heel on your left thigh and stare off into the classroom, looking at everyone just staring at you and Erin. Some of them were even masturbating. This causes you to smirk. "Well class, as Empress, I have commandeered this wonderful chair. She belongs to me and me alone, get over it. Those who wish to not get over it, may submit to becoming my personal servants and sex toys, or whatever it is I desire for you to be." At this, every single girl in the class unanimously stood up and submitted to you on the spot. And then several shemales followed suit as well.
You selected to girls, Veronica and Libby, and one shemale, a former boy named Mark, who now is called Marin, to follow you. You wished that while ylu are sitting on Erin, you could communicate with her telepathically, as well as take over control of her movements. You mentally told her to take you home and then commanded your selected 3 to follow behind you. You were going to be having a lot of fun, and being alone with just a perfect chair was not going to cut it for a slutty empress like you.