You don't know exactly what happened. You can't see exactly but you can perceive light... you can feel your entire body flexing as well. You slowly become more aware. You can see images, of Ms. Martinez's classroom.. but their blurry and you just know its not being seen with your own eyes. You feel light and wind on you and as you continue to flex and move you realize your doing it to the rhytm of her speaking... then it dawns on you when you feel something hard... like teath, where and what you are.
First came the shock. It isn't possible right, to become a tongue. for your sense of feel and sense of taste to be one in the same, to rest in your teacher's mouth... then the panic. You try to yell and scream but nothing. Its not long till you give up.
That being said... you get an idea... a diabolical one. If she was hard to understand before what would a disobediant tounge do to her. Then again it might make her resent you even more. What was she going to do though, take a drink of hot coffee? you weren't the roof of her mouth or her esophagus, it would hurt her way more.
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