...replaced where he stood with a woman in her early thirties, a full adult without any obvious signs of further aging. Her cute, somewhat mousey face was accented with a bob-cut of brown hair, and she wore a professional outfit, a white blouse with a black blazer over it, and a long gray skirt. Contained in those clothes were some sweet curves that Jayden could see, the blouse showing signs of hiding large breasts, and the skirt lifted in the back for her prodigious backside. The woman looked down at her body, then down at Jayden. "W-what? I...Jayden what's happened to me?"
Unable to believe what he was seeing, Jayden asked, "Derek, is that you?"
The woman's face scrunched up in response to the question. "In a way, yes? I remember being Derek, living his life, being best friends with you. But I also remember being Laura Winters, the drama teacher at our school. I love the dramatic arts, and put my all into my performances and the school productions." Suddenly, something occurred to Derek. "Wait, why are you, my student, at my house?"
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