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7. Becoming the Teacher

6. Uneven Numbers

5. Swap Class

4. A New Class On The Schedule

3. The Next Morning

2. A wish for something interesti

1. You Are What You Wish

Swap Class: Becoming the Teacher

on 2023-07-31 02:41:57

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As the pairs went up one at a time to be swapped into the bodies they'd be living in for the semester, Jon found himself fascinated by the spectacle. It was just so strange to see the bodies of students he'd known for sometime, suddenly being piloted by other people. He got to see the spectacle of Sarah McMillan touching her own boobs in disbelief, though it made sense since Larry Louver, a sophomore member of the chess team, was now in the head cheerleader's body. There was also the moment the body of Rick Eddington, a senior lacrosse player, loudly blurted out that he apparently wasn't wearing underwear that day, much to the embarrassment of the real Rick, who was in freshman Stacy Higgins's body, turning a bright red that matched his new ginger hair.

In general everyone was reacting with some level of wonderment to suddenly being in another body, though the specifics varied. Some, like Stacy and Leonard, who was now in Elizabeth's body, seemed relatively pleased or excited for their new bodies, while others, like Sarah and Benjamin Kord, who'd ended up in Gladys Brewster's body, were less enthusiastic. Everyone was surreptitiously trying to examine their new bodies, or looking at their old bodies being operated by another in amazement. Eventually though, they came to the end of the list.

"Mr. Gibson, if you could please come to the front, we'll conduct the last switch," Sonia called on him. Jon got up and made his way to the pod on the left while Sonia set the device to automatically activate once they were both in their respective seats. Then the Latina closed Jon's pod door, before sitting in her own. There was a blue shimmer that overtook Jon's vision, followed by a tugging sensation. It wasn't painful, but it felt like his insides were being pulled out and turned to liquid, before being shot through a long tube, only to land in a new container. There was a moment he felt himself pouring back into a body, his sense of self extending into a new shape as the light began to dim.

Jon took a deep shuddering breath, his breasts rising and falling in the corner of his vision as he did so. He blinked, feeling his heavier mascara laden eyelashes move as he did so. The door swung open, letting back in the light of the classroom, and Jon leaned forward, his long wavy dark hair falling momentarily into his vision, before he took his first unsteady step on his shiny black 3 inch pump. click, click He stepped fully out of the machine, noticing the sound his heels made on the floor as he did so, and took just a moment to feel the new sensations of his body.

He was slightly shorter than he'd been, but the heels actually pushed him back up an inch higher. He felt so tiny around the waist and couldn't resit moving his new hands to touch his flat stomach and slim midsection. He couldn't help but notice those hands both had a French tipped manicure and several rings on them. Jon hadn't been that out of shape, but he hadn't been particularly athletic and he had of course been a guy, so it was strange. However, if his waist was smaller, his newly ample rear and bouncing bosom made up for it; it was so strange to have gone from a relatively boxy shape to a nearly perfect hourglass.

There was also the fact that where a lot Jon's height was in his torso before, now a larger proportion came from his slender legs. 'god, they really do go all the way up'

"Ms. Esposito, if you could take a seat at your desk, I'll finish giving today's instructions, ma'am," a boyish voice said to his side, and he turned to see his old body standing there, wearing the Nirvana tee and jeans he'd left the house in that morning. 'wait, is that what I really sound like?' he thought; it was like hearing himself on a recording.

It was surreal having the real Sonia call him Ms. Esposito, but he nodded and said, "yes of course." The voice that came out of his new lips was liquid and melodious, surprising him a little as he said it. At the teacher's direction, he made his way not for his seat back among the rows of desks, and instead stepped over towards the teacher's desk at the head of the class, before taking a seat. Even that was a new experience, both because he was wearing a skirt he needed to adjust as he sat, but also because it felt like he was sitting on a cloud. He glanced down, looking to see if there was a cushion in the seat, only to realize it was his own bottom providing the padding.

The real Ms. Esposito turned to address the class, and Jon got the odd experience of truly looking at himself from the outside. "Now, the swapping has taken up most of our time today, so we'll be finishing by confirming you have your books and reading the section labelled 'Quick Start', this should have the most pertinent facts needed to get to your new homes. This is the final period today, so you'll have all this evening to familiarize yourselves with your journals and be prepared for your new life's schedule tomorrow. After you've read through that section, we'll take the last fifteen minutes to confer with our swap partners."

There was the sound of ruffling papers as the students opened their respective books to the specified section, which had immediately needed facts like their new address and so on. Ms. Esposito turned back to face Jon and he was struck by the fact the pimple he thought wasn't so big that morning was very obvious on his old forehead.

"Ms. Esposito," Ms. Esposito said, referring to them by the names of their new bodies, "If you could please stay after school a little while, there's a few specifics I'd like to go over with you. Due to the last minute nature of our swap, I need to go over with you some important details, including tomorrow's lesson plan."

"Wait," Jon replied, "why would I need that? Won't you be teaching?" Surely, since this class was where they could drop the act of being who they appeared to be, Sonia would just run it from his body.

Jon's old body grimaced and shook its head, "I'm afraid by the rules of the course that's not allowed. It's all about complete immersion, and since you're Sonia Esposito, you'll need to be doing her job. I covered today since there was no time to prepare you, but starting from tomorrow, you'll be running Swap Class."




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