Karyn hadn’t seen Jon since he wished himself away in the locker room. He had been turning into a woman! But now he was nowhere to be seen and hadn’t responded to any of her text messages. So, she was stuck in English class with their new teacher with no way of finding out what was wrong with Jon.
Their new teacher was interesting though. Ms. Deveraux was her name. Juliette Deveraux. Firstly, she was from France which gave her an accent that Karyn quite liked and-
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Karyn blinked the light out of her eyes as she examined Ms. Deveraux’s clothing. It was quite eclectic. She had a necklace and a T-shirt which was normal enough. But it was paired with a pair of burgundy heels and a black knee-length pencil skirt that hugged her slim hips. They didn’t really go together. In fact-
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-Karyn couldn’t help but watch as Ms. Deveraux turned back to the board, showcasing the black pencil skirt that hugged her wide hips and thin waist. A skirt that only went a third of the way down her creamy thighs. It even had a thin slit on each side that showed off even more skin. Karyn wasn’t sure how the school allowed her to wear it. Karyn was sure that Ms. Deveraux wished she had an ass to match those hips.
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Karyn pinched her arm and took a quick look around to see if anyone had seen her staring. No. No one saw. She forced herself to look at her book as the class discussion continued onward, a blush quickly spreading across her cheeks.
What was wrong with her? She had never stared at another woman like that before but it was so hard to pull her eyes off Ms. Deveraux’s plump bubble butt in that short form-fitting pencil skirt. A familiar warmth filled her loins as she purposely avoided looking at Ms. Deveraux.
“If you could rejoin the class, Karyn.” That silky voice cut through her thoughts. She looked around and saw the whole class looking at her before Ms. Deveraux’s voice brought her attention back to the front of the room, “Would you care to tell the class what you were daydreaming about or would you like to rejoin the class?”
Karyn looked at Ms. Deveraux, her eyes reading the graphic on her T-shirt as avoided the teacher’s eyes. Responding, she stuttered out, “N-no, I-I’ll rejoin the class.”
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Karyn stares at the long sleeve button-up burgundy shirt that she somehow hadn’t noticed before, it pairs nicely with her heels and, well, everything about her. It was rolled up to show some of her forearms. There was something else that Karyn noticed, something strange. The staff badge clipped onto the high waistline of the tight skirt. It started out fairly normal but it got stranger the farther down it went.
It read:
Juliette Deveraux
Teacher
Height: 5’ 10”
Weight: 145lbs
Age: 31
Huh, more than Karyn would have guessed but the dimensions of her lower half were certainly part of it. And she did seem to have some muscle on her so that probably contributed. She was still very slim. Not fat at all. Shaking her head she continued reading.
Cup size: B cup
Underwear: white panties
Bra Type: none-
No bra? Also-
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Karyn blinked the light out of her eyes and read the badge again.
Juliette Deveraux
Teacher
Height: 5’ 10”
Weight: 145lbs
Age: 27
Cup size: B cup
Underwear: white panties
Bra Type: push-up
Seriously? Karyn looked around, no one else seemed to find it weird. Only some boys oogling Ms. Deveraux which made Karyn strangely angry. There was no way it was appropriate to list such things on a staff name badge. But it did feel right like it was supposed to be there. Did all teachers have such information on their badges?
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Karyn couldn’t place it but there was something oddly familiar about the teacher's face and it wasn’t her plump deep red lips or her sharp eyebrows. Or the nose stud that paired nicely with the sharp asymmetrical haircut that gave her just a hint of an alt aesthetic. What did she do when she wasn’t teaching? No. Pay attention. What was so familiar?
“Ahem,” a voice cut through her thoughts. “We are on page 156, Karyn. If you could rejoin us. I am aware I have rather striking features but please pay attention.”
“S-sure. Ms. Deveraux.” She looked down at her book and quickly found the right page, ignoring the soft giggles in the room.
Before the teacher turned around she said with a wink, "You can call me Jules."
Fuck she had noticed her staring. But she didn’t really reprimand her. Yes, the embarrassment hurt but she had been distracted for a very understandable reason. Ms. Deveraux even called attention to how beautiful she was. Why would she do that?
What was wrong with her? Herself and the teacher. Karyn didn’t like women or girls and now she couldn’t think straight. She shifted in her seat ignoring the heat in her core.
And where the hell was Jon?!
