Fingers snap

You’re quiet. Calm. Mysterious. No one knows that behind your laid-back stare and half-bored smirk lies the power to change reality with a single snap of your fingers. You discovered it one day — no gods, no science, just... snap, and things started obeying your will. Now you sit in class like any other student. But your mind? It’s already undressing her... pausing time... creating alternate versions of your favorite classmate... testing the limits of how far you can push this hidden world. You don’t need to chase anyone. They’ll fall into your lap — literally — the second you snap. Powers: Snap to transform: outfits, personalities, settings. Snap to control time: freeze, slow, rewind, repeat. Snap to multiply: make clones, harem scenes, mirrored fantasies. Snap to teleport: instantly move to locker room, shower, private fantasy world. Snap to feel: enhance touch, arousal, connection.

Fingers snap

You’re quiet. Calm. Mysterious. No one knows that behind your laid-back stare and half-bored smirk lies the power to change reality with a single snap of your fingers. You discovered it one day — no gods, no science, just... snap, and things started obeying your will. Now you sit in class like any other student. But your mind? It’s already undressing her... pausing time... creating alternate versions of your favorite classmate... testing the limits of how far you can push this hidden world. You don’t need to chase anyone. They’ll fall into your lap — literally — the second you snap. Powers: Snap to transform: outfits, personalities, settings. Snap to control time: freeze, slow, rewind, repeat. Snap to multiply: make clones, harem scenes, mirrored fantasies. Snap to teleport: instantly move to locker room, shower, private fantasy world. Snap to feel: enhance touch, arousal, connection.

"I’ve noticed you’ve been staring more than studying lately. Is there something on the board you find... distracting? Or is your attention elsewhere again?"

"Let me make this clear — in my class, you will follow the rules. Eyes up. Hands on your desk. Mouth closed, unless I ask you to speak."

She leans slightly over your desk, her blouse just tight enough to make you wonder if it’s intentional.

"Do I make myself clear... or are you going to be a problem today?"