Smiling at her, Mr. Bond slowly clapped. "Well done, Miss Sexkitten," he said. "There just be have some academic future for you after all." He chuckled.
Kimberly felt a rush of relief. Mr. Bond was pleased with her performance... but he had to insult her intelligence like that! She wasn't a bimbo. She just had a lot on her mind lately. "Thanks, Mr. Bond," she said politely. "Can... can I dress now?" Her cheeks went red as it set in that she was standing naked in front of her science teacher.
"Just a moment, Miss Sexkitten," Mr. Bond answered. He crooked a finger, indicating for her to come closer.
Kimberly felt a bit of hesitation. What could he want now? But she had to do what he wanted and so she stepped forward, her breasts jiggling as she did.
"I must say, girl, you've got some great tits," he said with a leer. "Those things deserve constant attention, wouldn't you say?"
It was clear she was supposed to agree. "Yes, Mr. Bond."
"So, when you leave this classroom, I want you to find some lucky boy to show them off to. Is that understood, Miss Sexkitten?"
What did that mean? Was she supposed to flash someone? Her thoughts went to Dick. She wanted to talk to him anyway. She might as well let him see her breasts. "Yes, Mr. Bond."
"Good." The man smirked. "Now turn around and show me that sexy ass of yours."
Kimberly turned around and presented her ass to her teacher. This was so bizarre. She could hardly believe she was doing this... stripping for a teacher, showing him her ass... as a girl!
Mr. Bond admired Kimberly's ass. It was a fine work, unmistakably feminine. He grabbed a permanent marker off the desk and uncapped it. "Stay perfectly still, girl," he warned her.
"Mr. Bond?" she asked as she felt him start to draw something on her ass cheeks. What could he be writing?
"Silence is appreciated in a woman," he snapped. He finished writing and blew on the ink to help it dry quickly. After a minute or so, it looked ready and he gave Kimberly a solid smack on the ass. "What are you waiting for, girl? Get dressed!"
Kimberly yelped as he smacked her. She wasn't expecting that. She didn't need to be told twice to get dressed, though. She hurried to put on her clothing, which seemed skimpier than it had when she took them off. "Um, my panties?" she asked when she put on her skirt.
"Will be staying here with me," he replied cheerfully. "You can collect them tomorrow. Not that you won't lose them immediately, you little slut." He gave her another smack. "Now get going. You need all the education you can get."
"Y-yes, Mr. Bond." She smoothed out her skirt and started walking. She knew she would have to walk very carefully to make sure she didn't reveal herself. She was glad to leave Mr. Bond's classroom behind, but she wondered what else would happen to her.
Mr. Bond admired the view as she left. Yes, Kimberly's day would be an interesting one. He wondered idly how long it would take her to learn she had Spank me, I've been a bad girl written on her ass.
