Wendy looked at her oversized IHOP uniform and smiled, "I think I have a better idea. Can you take us somewhere that's secluded? Maybe even romantic?"
Ty smiled and thought a moment. Destinations he'd never heard of before passed magically though his mind until he found one that he liked, then in an instant, they were there.
There was on a beach sitting on a tiny, uninhabited island. The sun was just coming up over the horizon, but it was already comfortably warm. "Where are we?" asked Wendy.
Ty smiled, "We're in the South Pacific, about a thousand miles from any inhabited land. The closest people are..." he thought a second, "On board a cargo ship headed to San Diego, and they're 500 miles away. We're alone."
Wendy looked around, then stripped off her ill fitting uniform, leaving nothing to the imagination. "That feels wonderful!" she exclaimed as she examined her young body for the first time.
Ty was embarrassed and looked away, but Wendy reached out and turned his head toward him. "Ty, you made me this way, I think you can look."
He looked reluctantly at first, but then took a good look at his handiwork. Wendy made a gorgeous teenager. "Wow," he said with a smile forming.
She started the unbutton his pants, "If there isn't a chance of another human finding us here, why don't we just pretend that the world doesn't exist, and the two of us have a nice, long beach vacation, doing whatever comes naturally to two horny teenagers?" By the time she was done saying it, she had pulled Ty's pants down to his ankles and was fondling him gently.