Wish for Porn High is a series of captions in which Dean has used one of his three wishes to “be the principle at a porn parody version of his high school”. The first post in this series is here.


“Oh, Principal Hardcock, what a pleasant surprise!” Ms. Goodbottom exclaimed as Dean Hardcock stepped in to the classroom she was teaching.

“Oh don’t pay any attention to me Ms. Goodbottom, I’m just observing a few classes today. Pretend I’m not even here.” Dean replied, shaking his head and waving his hand as he made his way to the back of the classroom and found a chair to sit in.

“Of course, of course Principal Hardcock. Now… where was I?” Ms. Goodbottom seemed a little flustered as she shuffled a stack of papers on her desk.

“Like, you had totally just started on the importance of matching attire Ms. Goodbottom.” a blonde with two pigtails piped up at the front of the class. Clearly a keener trying to get extra credit for the class.

“Oh, yes, yes, of course!” Ms. Goodbottom exclaimed as she got out from behind her desk and stood up.

“Now… Layla here has volunteered to help with the lesson and moved her desk to the front of the class.” Ms. Goodbottom said, using a long pointer to direct the classes attention to the girl sitting at the other side of the classroom by the door Dean had entered just moments ago.

“If you would all turn to page 69 in your textbooks please…” Ms Goodbottom said and a ruffle of pages quickly followed.

“As you can see by the list of steps in your text book, there is an order to choosing your outfits for the day. Layla, could you read them out to the class please?”

“Yes Ms. Goodbottom. Step 1… Panties. Step 2… stockings. Step 3… shoes. Step 4… bra. Step 5… skirt, optional. Step sex.. I mean 6… top, optional.”

Layla smiled and giggled as she completed th list, “Very good Layla. Now if you wouldn’t mind demonstrating that you have followed the list for the class?”

Layla blushed as she looked down at the list and then reached under her desk and lifted her miniskirt, revealing her matching panties.

“Very good Layla. Now I noticed you did take some liberties with the sixth step, a very creative use of the definition of the term ‘top’ if I do say so.”

“Thank you Ms. Goodbottom! *giggle*”

“Does anyone in the class have any questions of Layla?” Ms. Goodbottom asked.

Everyone remained silent for a few seconds until one student put up her hand, “Yes Mercedes?”

“Uhm, like, where did you get that awesome outfit. Is it totally available in pink? *giggle*”

“Like oh my god yes! Pink would look totally cool on you Mercedes! *giggle*” Layla cried out.

“Now girls, enough, enough. You can trade shopping tips after class.” Ms. Goodbottom said, interrupting them, “Now if you will turn to the next page please…”

Dean stood up and walked to the front of the class, stopping at Layla’s desk for just a moment to drop a slip of paper on her textbook before he left.

Once Ms. Goodbottom was sure he was out of earshot she walked over to Layla who’s whole face was alight.

“And what is that?” she asked of the student.

“Oh my god, Ms. Goodbottom, like, I’ve got detention! *giggle*” Layla enthused as she bounced up and down in her seat.

“Congratulations Layla, I’m sure you learn a lot from Principal Hardcock after school.”

Layla just nodded, her mind racing, wondering if she would have enough time before her final period and her detention to remove her panties. After all, first thing on, first thing off.

Layla let out a giggle as Ms. Goodbottom continued the class, excited to put everything she’d learned in Ms. Goodbottoms “Sex Education: How to find, fuck, and keep a man” class to good use.

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