Erik sits down to take the class register. Shimmying his hips from side to side, it appears he got a comfier chair in this new reality.
"Ms. Jackson, Stephanie's going to be late, Miss."
Reality collapsed around Erik... now Erika, as she became aware of her body. A stupid oversight, she should have.... No! He...He should've guessed an all-girl class would have a female teacher.
Glancing down, Erika was left in no doubt about her new sex. She was abundantly female... with the biggest bust, and what felt like the plushest lips in the class.
Distractedly, she took the register. The eager girls answering their names when each was called. But, Ms. Jackson was paying more attention to looking through her desk drawer. The hunt for the dictaphone was on. Surely it had to be nearby, she hoped, praying under her breath.
Whether it was simply panic, or her new body Erika really wasn't paying any attention to the girls in her class.
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