Karyn entered the Gym to find her fellow students mulling about without any particular order or purpose. It would seem the gym teacher was absent as well. Mr. Matheson was called away on personal business, the principal had said, maybe the gym teacher did too.
Then the door opened, and immediately Karyn knew something was amiss. Walking inside was a woman every bit as ridiculous as Yvette Jiggles, and gave that same aura of seductive charm. She was tall, taller than even the tallest kid at the class, and had a firm, athletic look, though not outright muscular. Her skin was well tanned, and her brunette main had golden highlights from long hours in the sun. Like Ms. Jiggles, this woman had incredibly generous proportions, with massive breasts and hips so large Karyn wondered if labor would be painful at all. She wore a red sports bra so tight that even from here Karyn could clearly see the woman's nipples, and a pair of spankies just barely managed to stretch across her ass. She had a pair of reflective aviators that obscured much of her face, but all she needed to show there was her mouth, which sported plump lips covered in cherry red gloss. A lollipop hung lazily from the woman's mouth, and she kept twirling it around in her mouth in a most suggestive fashion.
"My name," the woman explained in a husky voice, once she had jogged bouncily in front of the class, "Is Marilyn Wet. Your old gym teacher experienced some respiratory issues, so I'll be your gym coach until further notice. Any questions?" Most the class was to busy staring at her chest to even think of something to ask. "Right then, if that's the case, we'll jump right into warm ups. Everybody spread out, I'll lead the exercises. We'll start with jumping jacks."
