Suddenly, you felt your perspective change. Instead of sitting in one of the desks facing Ms. Sorrack and the blackboard, you found yourself standing in front of the classroom facing the sea of students. Expectedly, you were stunned until a student asked, "Are you OK, Ms. Sorrack?" Realizing that he was referring to you, you hastily responded, "Yeah... I'm fine." The voice that came out was not your familiar deep tone, but Ms. Sorrack's higher pitch.
Apparently, your response wasn't enough, as the whole class was seemingly staring at you for your next statement. You were simply at a loss of words at that moment.
But fortune was on your side that time as the school rung, signaling the end of the period. As the students packed up and filed out, you took a seat at Ms. Sorrack's desk, slowly digesting your current situation. Looking at your current features, from your slender, well manicured hands to the huge mounds protruding from your low cut blouse, you were definitely in Ms. Sorrack's body. Naturally, you wanted to further explore, but you had an interruption.
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