The process is difficult and painful, like tearing off a limb. As you sever the connection between yourself and Sarah, her body tenses beneath you, but she doesn't wake up. You can feel the residual effects of your power fading away from both of you, replaced by an overwhelming sense of relief.

Finally, it is done. The last threads of your influence are cut and you collapse onto the bed next to Sarah, exhausted but free. "Are you alright?"

The mental voice that spoke to you is the school's telepathy teacher. They will guide and assist you as needed in order to help Sarah recover fully from your influence. It is important that you work closely with them to ensure her well-being and safety.

As the woman services their classmate, the other students continue with their own activities, using this time to assess each other's abilities and rank them accordingly. Your power continues to affect everyone in the room, heightening their desires and making them more susceptible to your commands. The tension in the air is palpable as you watch your classmates lose themselves in pleasure, their minds clouded by lust.

Eventually, the woman looks up at you from where she's kneeling and meets your gaze.

"So," she purrs around her companion's cock, "what do you want to do with us now?" Her cheeks are flushed, her eyes heavy-lidded with arousal. It's clear that she is eager to please and whatever your command may be, it will be carried out without hesitation.

The other students in the room watch intently, waiting for you to issue another order that will further heighten their desires and bring them closer to orgasmic bliss.

You notice him glaring at you from across the room. He's quite popular with the ladies, but also has a reputation for being a bit full of himself. Perhaps it's time to teach him a lesson in humility? You decide to engage him in a friendly sparring match later today, just to remind him who's really boss around here.

Well, that's true. But remember to keep your intentions in check; he may be overconfident, but he still has skills and abilities that you should respect. Showing him up too much could backfire in the long run. Just use this opportunity as a teaching moment for both of you, and try not to get too personally invested in proving yourself superior.

"Um... not really," Mark admits, looking a bit sheepish. "I've never had much interest in learning." You raise an eyebrow at this, curious as to why someone with fire powers wouldn't want to wield a weapon that could potentially control their element.

You decide to push the subject aside for now and focus on your group project. "Well, what do you think about trying out some other combinations? Maybe using my lightning to power up one of your wind attacks or something?"

"A sword like that sounds pretty cool," Mark agrees, intrigued by the idea. "I'll see if I can find someone who knows how to make something like that for us." He turns back to his conversation with another student, seemingly lost in thought about the possibilities of their newfound alliance.

As class ends and students begin to file out of the room, you overhear Jessica talking to someone else about tonight's dorm selection process. It seems as if she hasn't forgotten about her original comment earlier today...

Well then, let's hit the dance floor! Just follow me and we can have some fun. Don't worry about anyone else, this dance is just for you and me. I promise to make it a night you won't forget.

Great! Now let's start with a slow dance. Just wrap your arms around my waist and I'll guide you through the steps. Trust me, it's easier than it looks.

You shrug. "Not really," you admit. "But I guess we'll find out soon enough." The other students nod in agreement, their expressions a mix of curiosity and nervousness. You can't help but wonder who might choose you for their dorm partner...and what that person might have in store for you tonight.

As the day draws to a close, you return to your room, unpacking your things and trying to get settled in. The other students in your year are starting to gather in the common area, talking among themselves and getting to know one another better. You don't want to intrude on their conversations just yet, so you find a quiet corner where you can be alone with your thoughts.

Suddenly, there's a knock at your door.