(Note: This is really momo's update, I really just added on a bit and posted it for them, so credit goes to them.)
Karyn couldn't really believe at the show she was watching. Well, she had to admit that Ms. Wet seemed to be a much better gym teacher than previous one. She really knew a lot about exercising and games. When they were playing volleyball, Karyn wondered why she was a gym teacher while she could become a volleyball star player. She could also attract a LOT of attention, since a lot of her exercises involved jumping, well maybe that's why she was scoring so much points, boys just wouldn't able to do anything but stare each time she jumped to hit a ball.
On the other hand, Karyn noticed one strange thing. There was one person missing, Steve Farber. But Karyn could have sworn that she had seen him watching the gym classes from behind the door. It was strange, normally he wouldn't be able to roam the school like this.
But Karyn didn't knew how much had changed in last hours. She didn't knew that Steve was currently looking for the next person to join the school staff. Another victim in other words. He noticed Jay Duncan, a geek. He was sitting in a bench, obviously not taking part in classes, nothing unusual; for such a loser. Steve had some serious plans for him...
Jay was sitting on a bench, surfing the net on his laptop. Suddenly his screen flashed bright engulfing him in light and then that light returned to the screen pulling Jay with it. Jay shook his head, when he regained from the initial shock he found himself standing in a brightly lighted round room with 9 computers around him.
He was scared when those computers started to turn on, one at the time. He couldn't move, his feet were trapped in a small green platform in a middle of a room. Those seemed like some kind of countdown, but what Jay was really scared of what might be as its end.
When a final computer turned on, platform he was standing on glowed in green light, and some kind of cyberspace surrounded him. He could even see numbers floating in the air. It seemed harmless until a wave of green energy washed over him, over and over again. Each wave reduced him to more basic structures and textures. He screamed in horror, well as long as he had mouth. It stopped when Jay was nothing more than a skeleton made of a few lines, basic structure used for animations. That's when computers really started to work; each of them was searching the net for ANY kind of information, photo, story, news about hot babes. Then they started to process all that information, compile them, mix them up, and choose the most significant ones.
A few mimutes later, Leonard Drullers entered the room, mumbling something about his server reliability. But his muttering died in his throat when he noticed the usually empty computer lab had an occupant, and one radically different than any of the usual crowd. His first view of her was of an amazing ass clad in a pencil skirt that hugged it so tightly Leonard could make out her butt crack, on top of a pair of the most amazing legs clad in dark pantyhose and flaunted by a pair of six inch pumps.
Then she turned around, and Leonard was in heaven. In front of him was a goddess, with snow white skin and almond shaped eyes the color of chocolate. Her features looked exotic, possibly with some Asian blood, with high cheekbones and bee stung lips. Her raven black hair was hard to make out in the dark room, but looked to long enough to touch that ass of hers. A pair of disproportionate breasts was bursting out of her white button up shirt, with a black tie lodged in their cleavage and a hint of her bra showing at the bottom.
"Oh my," the woman said in a sweet soprano when she noticed Leonard in the doorway. "I'm terribly sorry. I was just trying to manually install the motherboard, but the models just wouldn't oopsey! There I go again, going on about that silly technical stuff!" She prowled over to Leonard, leaning down to look him in the eye, and incidentally give him a full view of her rack. "I'm Joan, by the way, Joan Kandu-Alot. I'm here to help with the IT and other such fancy computer boo boos. What can I do for you, hotshot?"
