Mr. Edwards next change was his size. The space between his neck and the collar grew a bit, which seemed to be slightly uncomfortable for him. He played with the collar a bit and coughed, which caused his voice to go a little higher. Next, his whole frame shrunk. His shoulders were more slender and his clothes were very ill fitting. He had to tighten his pants to prevent them from falling off and he had to pull up his sleeves so they wouldn't cover his hands. He then lost a few inches in height; I estimated that he was around 5'6". The class was paying complete attention now, but just not to the lecture. Even though he knew something was wrong, true to the command, Mr. Edwards continued to teach.
Now, he looked like a skinny, short guy in his early thirties. It had almost been ten minutes since I made the wish. Now, it seemed like it would get to the interesting parts, as Mr. Edwards began to itch his chest. At first, nothing seemed to happen, but then I could see two mounds begin to form and get a little bigger every time he scratched. I could tell Mr. Edwards was trying not to scratch, but he couldn't resist it for very long. After a few minutes, he had two well formed breasts; I suspected they would get even bigger as the class went on.
Meanwhile, Mr. Edwards' auburn hair started to get longer. After about a minute, it reached his shoulders. He started to move his hair behind his ear because it kept on getting in his face. As it kept on getting longer, it fell perfectly into place, as if it had just come out of a hair appointment. It was silky smooth and slightly curly.
By this time, the students were either too shocked to move or panicking as if they wanted to leave. One guy even stood up and rushed to the door. I quickly said, "Mr. Edwards, prevent anyone from leaving until the class is over."
"Roger, please sit down," Mr. Edwards said in his now clearly feminine voice. Against his will, Roger walked back to his seat.
As Mr. Edwards began to speak again, he paused for a moment. He turned around and placed his hand between his legs. I could hear a few silent curses. Apparently, he now just became a she. He began to teach once again, now his (or now her) voice was slightly shaking. I noticed that her hips had expanded out to give a nice curve to her body.
By this point, Mr. (or Miss) Edwards was completely female, but not particularly attractive because she still mostly had her old face. Her breasts had continued to grow. The were now pressing against the shirt, as if they wanted to escape from the button down shirt. She was scratching less frequently, but every time she did, she moaned a bit as they grew a bit more. Her hair was now flowing down to the middle of her back. Her hips were now stretching the pants a bit, giving her an hourglass figure. I suspected her legs were now nice and smooth. Miss Edwards kept on teaching.
Obviously, the next thing to change was her face. It had changed a little bit before, but now it was changing faster. Her eyes got a little bit bigger and changed to a soft green color. Her eye lashes got longer and her eyebrows were trimmed. Her nose became smaller and cuter. Her mouth also grew smaller and more feminine. Finally, her face structure lost all of the hard masculine features by becoming softer. She was beautiful, even without make up on. I noticed her skin had become completely smooth and without any flaws.
The half hour transformation had come to a close. And if I had to say so, she looked pretty darn sexy. She seemed almost surreal at how beautiful she was. Her large breasts had stretched out the shirt to the point where a button or two had popped off. Miss Edwards unbuttoned the shirt all the way down revealing a tight under shirt that formed exactly to her body. She left the unbuttoned shirt on to remain somewhat covered. Her voice had become sweet and flowing, one where you could listen to it for hours and not get bored.
The rest of the class passed by fairly uneventful. The boys had a strong lust in there eyes, but the hesitated to do anything, maybe because they remembered she was an older man a few minutes ago or that they were too shocked to make a move. On the other hand, the girls were feeling very self conscious about their looks; even the prettiest girls in the classroom paled compared to her.
Miss Edwards continued to teach. However, she began to examine herself a bit more. She tried to adjust her clothes a bit to make them more comfortable, but it only resulted in making her more attractive. Her voice would sometimes shake, but she tried to ignore the changes by focusing on teaching. As a result, the lecture was pretty interesting aside from the transformation that happened.
Once the bell rang, Miss Edwards was the first one out the door running. The whole class followed her outside to watch. Other students who walked out of their classes either stared at the extremely attractive woman dressed in a man's clothing dash down the hallway, or they made cat calls at her. The class started to talk among themselves, wondering exactly what happened and if it was some sort of joke.
I just smiled. That was a fun class. Time for the next period.
