You put the ring in your pocket and, as you start heading home, you turn back and start towards the school.
Some time later, you arrive there. Curious, you quickly put your bag in your locker and slip the ring back on.
"Woah..." you say in amazement.
You head over to Mrs. Cassidy's classroom, and enter it to find her working on grades.
Mrs. Cassidy is one of the hottest teachers you know, and her hotness is the main reason why you've been doing bad in her class. It also doesn't help that she dresses in skirt suits and high heels, which is always sexy. Today, she wore a black skirt suit with a white blouse, and black patent leather 3 inch pumps. You watched her twirl her blond hair while she graded.
You walk over to her, nervous, as you never tried this before.
You take a deep breath and move into her. Almost immediately you feel your body change positions, and next thing you know, you're sitting in her desk chair, legs crossed in a feminine matter, pencil in hand.
"Holy crap, I'm Mrs. Cassidy" you say, surprised that it worked.
"I'll have fun with this..."
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