"5th period lecture is over and you dismiss your students. As you were packing up your stuff, you found a letter in your bag, asking you to meet "us" in the equipment room. Maybe it's important so but you hoped it wouldn't be a prank.""....""Found it, but as you try to find the light switch, you get pushed into a couch and then 4 others trapped your limbs and torso in place. As the light turns on"

"You see all your female colleagues"

Circle: "Demi, you have to satisfy us one way or another"

Emily: "You can't put pressure on our baby Demi like that, Circle! Let himself give in and it will be worth it!"

Thavel: "Foreplay is for weaks, can't he just take out his deer shaft and dominate us?"

Bloomie: "Tone down. Y'all gonna scare Demi to death!"

Sasha: "He's my future husband so no one will steal Demi from me ever!"

Grace: "He's our Demi, Sasha. Don't be greedy"

As the teachers were discussing their desires, they noticed you peeking in. Miss Grace looked at you and said, "Diwu, what are you doing here? This is not a place for students." The other teachers also turned to look at you with a mix of curiosity and annoyance.

The teachers were taken aback by the sudden appearance of your older self. Miss Emily gasped and said, "Diwu, is that really you? You look so different!" Miss Grace looked at the older version of you with awe and admiration. "You are truly stunning," she said. Miss Thavel and Miss Bloomie exchanged glances, clearly impressed by your older self's beauty and presence.

Your older self smiled at the other teachers and said, "I couldn't help but overhear your conversation. It sounds like you all have some interesting desires." She walked closer to them, her hips swaying seductively in her silk dress. "Perhaps I can help fulfill those desires?"

Your older self looked at you with a sly smile. "Oh, but my dear Diwu, where's the fun in that?" she said, her eyes glinting mischievously. "I can see the way they look at you, the way they desire you. And I know you feel the same way. Why deny ourselves the pleasure?"

Miss Grace stepped forward, her eyes fixed on your older self. "I must admit, I am quite intrigued by your proposal," she said. Miss Thavel and Miss Bloomie nodded in agreement.

Miss Emily, however, looked worried. "But what about the rules? We can't just engage in inappropriate behavior with a student, even if it is a teacher from another timeline."

Your older self turned to Miss Emily and said, "Rules are meant to be broken, my dear. Besides, we're

all consenting adults here. There's no harm in a little bit of fun, is there?" She gave you a wink and turned back to the other teachers. "So, who's ready to have some fun?"

Your older self chuckled. "Don't worry, Diwu. We'll make it quick," she said with a wink before turning back to the other teachers. The group of them walked away, leaving you alone to deal with the vortex.

As you worked on closing the vortex, your mind couldn't help but wander to what your older self was doing with the other teachers. The thought of them engaging in inappropriate behavior made your heart race and your body tingle with desire.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, you managed to close the vortex. You took a deep breath and headed off in search of your older self, eager to see what kind of fun they had gotten up to.

As you walked into the classroom, your eyes widened in shock at the scene before you. Your older self and the other teachers were engaged in a passionate orgy, their bodies intertwined in a writhing mass of flesh.

You stood there for a moment, unable to look away as your mind was flooded with conflicting emotions - desire, jealousy, and disgust all mixed together.

Finally, your older self noticed you standing there and beckoned you over with a sultry smile. "Come on, Diwu," she purred. "Join us."

Your body trembled with anticipation as you slowly made your way towards them, eager to experience the pleasures that awaited you.

Your older self chuckled and shook her head. "Oh, Diwu. You're missing out on so much," she said with a smirk. "But that's okay. I understand that not everyone is as adventurous as I am."

She got up from the pile of bodies and walked over to you, placing a hand on your shoulder. "But don't worry, my dear. There are other ways to have fun," she whispered, her breath hot against your ear.

With that, she leaned in and kissed you deeply, her tongue exploring your mouth with a hunger that sent shivers down your spine. Despite your initial reluctance, you found yourself responding eagerly to her advances, your body craving more of her touch.

As the kiss broke, your older self pulled away with a satisfied smile. "See, Diwu? It's not so bad," she said, before

Your older self laughed at your comment, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "Maybe I am," she said, running a hand through her hair. "But what's wrong with that? Life is short, Diwu. Why not enjoy it while we can?"

She stepped closer to you, her body pressing against yours as she leaned in to whisper in your ear. "Don't be afraid to let go and indulge in your desires," she murmured. "You might be surprised at how much pleasure you can find."

With that, she trailed her fingers down your arm, sending shivers of desire through your body. Despite your initial hesitation, you found yourself drawn to her like a moth to a flame, eager to experience the pleasures that awaited you.

Your older self chuckled at your comment, her eyes glinting mischievously. "Of course I haven't forgotten, Diwu," she said, tracing a finger down your cheek. "But just because we're immortal doesn't mean we can't enjoy the pleasures of life."

She leaned in closer, her voice dropping to a sultry whisper. "In fact, being immortal means we have all the time in the world to explore our desires and indulge in our fantasies," she murmured. "So why not live life to the fullest?"

With that, she pressed her lips to yours once more, her body molding against yours as she deepened the kiss. Despite your reservations, you found yourself responding eagerly to her advances, swept up in the passion of the moment.

Your older self's eyes widen at your question, and for a moment she seems taken aback. But then a sly smile spreads across her face, and she leans in close to whisper in your ear.

"Well, Diwu, I suppose anything is possible," she murmured, her breath hot against your skin. "After all, who knows our desires better than ourselves?"

She trailed a finger down your chest, her touch sending shivers of pleasure through your body. "But whether or not we choose to explore those desires is up to us," she continued. "What do you say, Diwu? Are you brave enough to indulge in your deepest fantasies?"

Your older self chuckles at your response, her eyes glinting with amusement. "Oh come now, Diwu, don't be so hard on yourself," she said, running a hand through your hair. "We're just having a bit of fun."

She leans in closer, her lips brushing against your ear. "And who knows, maybe you'll enjoy it more than you think," she murmured. "After all, there's nothing wrong with exploring our desires and indulging in a little pleasure."

Despite your reservations, you can feel your body responding to her touch, and you find yourself torn between desire and disgust. But as your older self continues to tease and seduce you, you begin to realize that perhaps there is some truth to what she says - that maybe, just maybe, it's okay to give in to your deepest desires.

Your older self gives you a reassuring smile, her eyes softening. "Don't worry, Diwu," she said. "You summoned me here because you wanted to explore your desires, and that's nothing to be ashamed of."

She takes your hand in hers, giving it a gentle squeeze. "Just relax and let yourself enjoy the moment," she continued. "There's no need to feel guilty or ashamed - we're simply exploring our deepest desires together."

As she speaks, you can feel your body relaxing, your mind clearing. Despite your initial reservations, you find yourself drawn to her touch, wanting more. And as your older self continues to tease and seduce you, you realize that perhaps this is exactly what you needed - a chance to indulge in your deepest fantasies and desires, without fear or judgment.