In the United States, from the moment we can form our first cognitive thoughts, around the ages of 5-6, children are placed in institutions where they will spend the remainder part of their childhood and teenage years.
These institutions create not only a learning environment but also a social one where children form bonds and respond to the world around them. Sure, sometimes kids fall through the cracks; hell, that’s why the government drafted a bill called the "No Child Left Behind Act."
Be it public, religious, or private institutions, the government mandates that every single person MUST attend one, where they are to learn the so-called way of the world. Through many, many years of technical brainwashing, information is, for lack of a better term, downloaded into the young minds, shaping them into the drones of society that the government requires to function.
Then, once they complete their 13 years in the institution, these young minds are encouraged to put themselves or their family into debt to "Continue" their education in hopes that once they receive their little certificates, they will be able to get the Jobs they wish so they can make a "Better life for themselves."
By the way, if you haven’t noticed what I am talking about…it’s school. Fucking SCHOOL. The bane of every kid’s existence because five days a week, you get to sit in a room with a bunch of other kids your age, doing mindless work that, in all actuality, won’t help you with jack shit in life.
Hell, I can count on one hand the amount of times the extensive formulas and other bullshit I learned in public school came into play in my daily life as an adult.
In fact, it was my own self-learning and ADHD hyperfocus sessions that taught me how to do 99% of the stuff I know now.
But there is a dark side of the Public Education, no, the Education system as a whole, and that is…well, kids are assholes. Bullying, abuse, both physical and mental, anxiety, and stress all these things broke many young people in the 2000s, and the problem was only exacerbated with the dawn of the Internet.
It wasn’t drunk driving or drugs that could be considered the number one killer of teenagers in the US; nope, it was self-inflicted harm caused by Cyberbullies on the Internet.
Social media as a whole played a big factor in such things, and once everyone began carrying cameras and computers in their pocket *Smart Phones*, it only got worse.
I was no stranger to these things either, as my high school life was anything but pleasant; no, I was bullied, harassed, and abused, but then again, I seemed to be easy pickings, being a little overweight and only 5 foot 3 inches in the Origin Timeline.
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So when I came back to the past, one of the very first things I vowed to do was get revenge on EVERY SINGLE FUCKING PERSON, whoever started shit with me in school.
And I can honestly say I did a damn good job.
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"Oh god, Yes, right there!~" The melodious voice of a young Asian woman in her mid-20s echoed throughout the modified classroom, accompanied by the sound of thick asscheeks slapping thighs.
It was 2009, and the first day of my Senior Year of high school, along with a full year post the opening of the Undead Tower, and as I railed one of the women who made my Junior Year in the Origin Timeline a nightmare from behind, I felt an odd sense of accomplishment that I hadn’t in some time.
Her name is Vanessa Cargill, and she was my Algebra 2 teacher, but more importantly, the only teacher to have ever given me a failing grade in ANY Class I had taken throughout the entire long 13 years of schooling I was subjected to.
Back then, I pleaded and begged her not to fail me, but she didn’t give a shit; she was one of those teachers who many may recognize the traits. Young, pretty, and most importantly, a terrible teacher, one who would have students work from a book without giving any real Advice and would then expect everyone to understand things without further help.
As I gripped her hair tightly and pulled her head back so she could look at the ceiling, I felt the pressure building until I released a huge unprotected load inside her, not that it mattered because judging by the small bit of swelling around her lower abdomen I had already done the job I set out to a couple of months ago at the end of junior year.
That’s right, she was already pregnant.
Releasing her hair and tightly clutching her perky left c-cup breast, I pushed myself as deep inside of her as I could, uncaring about her struggling against me, until every last drop of semen was inside her before slowly pulling my cock out of her pussy and allowing her to collapse onto the desk I had her bent over with her pants and underwear around her ankles.
"Clean yourself up, and head to 3rd period." Leaning over and wrapping my cock in her shirt, I quickly cleaned off her juices from my body, took a peak at the expensive diamond ring on her finger, and walked across the room to the bathroom I had installed so that I could take a quick shower with a smirk on my face.
"Yes…huff, huff, milord."
Standing under the scalding hot water, I really did have to stop myself from cackling like a crazy person. Even after having toyed with the woman’s body throughout my entire Junior year, the feeling of satisfaction never stopped.
Vanessa Cargill, 26 years old, married in 2007 to another teacher at this school, and the teacher of many student’s wet dreams, was carrying the child of another man, me.
How do I know that you may ask? Well, that’s simple; I put a stop to the married couple’s sex life ages ago; hell, because of me, they hadn’t ever consummated their marriage to begin with.
My Original Talent had grown much stronger over the years, and now, messing with the minds of Basic Humans was child’s play for me. My control over Vanessa’s mind was so deep that the moment she stepped out of this modified classroom after cleaning herself up, she wouldn’t even remember she had been here, to begin with.