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Category:
Erotica › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
4
Views:
5,178
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
The Scene
The scene before Michele is very shocking. On Friday, everybody looked normal. When she had entered her classroom today a Monday, all the girls look different. Most girls who had kept their figures for a long time had become really fat it seems over the last two nights; these girls are eating whatever they had grabbed from home or on the way to class. Some have chocolate bars, some have chips, and some have chicken legs. The other half of the girls look liked their boobs were falling out of their tight outfits. Some girls look happy to have a sexy body. The fat girls just keep on eating. Finally, Mr. Buchanan came into the classroom passing the desks to his desk without paying attention to the girls.
“Class, I have your exams from Friday. I am proud of the ones who did great. The ones who did not you need to work harder,” he says.
He starts handing out the papers back to people. He just casually hands them out not even giving a single glance to the change in the room. He finally comes up to Michelle with her exam.
“Miss Lionel, I am impress with your math skills. Keep up the good work,” he says laying the exam down. He pulls back his hand to accidentally brush one of her breasts which was practically blocking the other half of the desk to her view. Michele thought she was going to die from that contact. She unintentionally let out a moan and felt her core start to heat up again.
“Something wrong, Miss Lionel?” Mr. Buchanan says.
“N..no sir.” He nods and turns back to handing the papers back. Michele looks down at her paper and sees there is a note. It says, ‘You are a smart girl. I would like to have a word with you after class. I have something special to give to you.
‘What does he want to talk to me and to give?’ Michele thinks and shrugs. ‘Just have to wait after class.’
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Michele sits and waits patiently for the last student to leave the classroom. Once that student leaves, Michele turns her attention to the teacher who is sitting grading papers at his desk. Michele gets up and approaches his desk. Mr. Buchanan looks up and gives Michele a smile.
“Hello, Mr. Buchanan, you wanted to see me?”
“Yes, please, sit down. You have done marvelously on that test. I am quite impress.”
“Yes, but aren’t there other girls who made about the same?”
“Michele, Michele, when someone gives you a compliment you should take it.”
“Yes, thank you sir.”
“Here, have a brownie,” Michele takes one and eats it. The room starts spinning and Michele blacks out.
“Class, I have your exams from Friday. I am proud of the ones who did great. The ones who did not you need to work harder,” he says.
He starts handing out the papers back to people. He just casually hands them out not even giving a single glance to the change in the room. He finally comes up to Michelle with her exam.
“Miss Lionel, I am impress with your math skills. Keep up the good work,” he says laying the exam down. He pulls back his hand to accidentally brush one of her breasts which was practically blocking the other half of the desk to her view. Michele thought she was going to die from that contact. She unintentionally let out a moan and felt her core start to heat up again.
“Something wrong, Miss Lionel?” Mr. Buchanan says.
“N..no sir.” He nods and turns back to handing the papers back. Michele looks down at her paper and sees there is a note. It says, ‘You are a smart girl. I would like to have a word with you after class. I have something special to give to you.
‘What does he want to talk to me and to give?’ Michele thinks and shrugs. ‘Just have to wait after class.’
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Michele sits and waits patiently for the last student to leave the classroom. Once that student leaves, Michele turns her attention to the teacher who is sitting grading papers at his desk. Michele gets up and approaches his desk. Mr. Buchanan looks up and gives Michele a smile.
“Hello, Mr. Buchanan, you wanted to see me?”
“Yes, please, sit down. You have done marvelously on that test. I am quite impress.”
“Yes, but aren’t there other girls who made about the same?”
“Michele, Michele, when someone gives you a compliment you should take it.”
“Yes, thank you sir.”
“Here, have a brownie,” Michele takes one and eats it. The room starts spinning and Michele blacks out.