Weaving her way through the corridors Courtney eventually found her classroom. Stepping through the door she almost had did a double take at how different it was.
It was like she had stepped into a large circus tent. To the left of the door were instead of chairs were bleachers where a few other students were already sitting. The floor was soft, springy and brown like a mix of carpeting and padding designed to simulate the dirt of a circus but safer. An up tempo tune could just be heard that had her unconsciously tapping her feet. And the wall opposite the bleachers was a mess of circus show items ranging from hoops, platforms, rope and even a cannon.
Taking a seat in the middle of the bleachers Courtney waited with the others for the professor to show up as a few more students came in. Then once it appeared no more were coming the door slammed shut by itself startling everyone as the lights dimmed. A faint sizzling sound had heads turning looking for the source when stopped and a split second later there was a tremendous boom as the cannon Courtney had spotted fired.
The air filled with smoke and confetti that had Courtney and the others coughing a bit and brushing the brightly colored paper streamers out of their hair. As she did Courtney felt her surprise and discomfort at the sudden events begin to turn slightly to excitement and anticipation for more.
“Ta da!” called out a loud cheerful voice through the smoke. As it cleared it the student gasped and gaped at it’s owner. Standing easily seven feet tall was a smiling pale skinned woman. A red black top hat sat atop rainbow colored hair that had been pulled into a pair of pigtails that reached down to her waist. Painted on pink stars and green crescent moons doted about mischievous yellow eyes while the bright red smile that reached up her cheeks framed a dazzling smile under a big red nose.
A tight strapless orange and white dress that she looked to continuously about to fall out of covered an hourglass figure. The top of it barely contained a pair of head-sized G cup displaying a canyon of cleavage and jiggling with every breath. The skirt fared little better as it flared out, doing more to attract eyes to her lush bubble butt and thick thighs. Pink and white stockings covered her long legs from the knees to her ankles where they were swallowed by incredibly long and wide black and blue shoes with four inch heels.
“I am Professor Poppy Jiggleloon!” she announced herself as her made eye contact with every student. As Courtney met her eyes they seemed to flash causing goosebumps to rise and her worry and doubt about the class fade. “But please call me Poppy. I will be introducing you to the wonderful world of Clowning. From make-up to tricks, gags, and stunts I will be showing it all to you.”
“And to any of you worried about not having supplies, don’t worry. This course is entirely practical!” she said striding forward. “So let’s make with the introductions so we can get to the fun!”
One by one they did just that and after Poppy had them join her in the center of the room.
“So normally lessons are week long affairs but as this is the first day we’ll focus on an important fundamental,” explained Poppy. “Falling down and keeping a smile. Knowing how to fall down without hurting yourself, both on purpose for a routine or accidentally while training is a must! As is keeping your smile, because a sad clown are no fun!”
“Now we’ll begin with a simple butt fall,” Poppy demonstrated by taking a few steps tripping on her humgous shoes then twisting to fall on her well-padded rear with a soft thump. “Just like. So smiles on, walk, wobble, twist and fall!”
Courtney felt odd as forcing herself to smile and maintaining it as she landed and sent a small stinging through her own decently rounded cheeks. She did smile plenty on her own when drawing or reading but they were for private moments of enjoyment. Doing so continuously for now well over a minute was making her jaw hurt a bit.
“Walk, wobble, twist and fall!” repeated Poppy as she went about helping a fair haired girl. “Keep on smiling!”
Letting her words fill her mind Courtney got up, walked and fell a second time. Then she did it again and again, until by the sixth the stinging and her jaw pain was barely noticeable. Six more and not only was she having a great time besides the thump of landing she didn’t feel a thing.
Unnoticed by her or her fellow students were other changes however. Small lip smiles grew into larger ones that showed teeth as lips colored from pale to bright red. Their medium length skirts, knee length on most, were pulled up as butts swelled out to become squeezable mounds. Or that their shoes were expanding in size making it easier to trip themselves up with.
Poppy did, and it made her eyes sparkle with joy. A least until she noticed what time it was on the clock above the door as the hour hand moved into place.
“Alright that’s all we have time for today!” said Poppy as they stopped and dusted themselves off. “If you have questions about the course speak up, otherwise enjoy your free time. Remember about tonight though! You don’t want to be late meeting Ms. Alexander!”
