This choice: Change Professor Hilton with the Past Tense • Go Back...Chapter #6Change Professor Hilton with the Past Tense by: Lok   Professor Hilton walked back to her desk and looked out to the class.
"Any questions anyone?" The class stared back blankly, some still scribbling in their notebooks or typing on their computers. Professor Hilton turned and saw Laura Stevens typing something on her phone and smiling. Prof Hilton opened her mouth to chastise her but caught her words as she was about to speak. She knew that whatever Laura was typing was probably important and she had been a little harsh on phone-users overall in her class. She saw Laura look up, smile, then return to her phone.
Whatever, Prof Hilton thought to herself, turning back towards the board. If Laura wants to learn, she'll learn. I can't force her. She clacked her chalk on the board, creating a sample sentence that improperly utilized the past tense. As she wrote, she brushed a long strand of hair out of her face, her massive bun wasn't enough to hold in her bangs and she had been meaning to get them cut, but in the meantime she just had to have her outrageously long hair.
Turning back to the class, she clicked over to the front of the desk in her heels. "Now can anyone tell me what is wrong with this sentence?" She looked out at the crowded room, wishing she could fully see all the way in the back, but her short frame could only just see everyone's heads. Looking in front of her, she saw Chelsea Larenne staring at the board.
"Chelsea, do you know?" She leaned back on the front of the desk, feeling her large breasts jiggle slightly as she moved. She let her mind wander as she watched Chelsea struggle with an answer, thinking about maybe going to the mall later today, get some shoes, maybe see if she was up another size in bras. These G cups were just a little too tight now. She could see Chelsea still parsing the words of the sentence as the uncomfortable silence held in the room.
"Ummm, I think the tense should be the present? Like, I would never say 'In the future I was flying.'" Chelsea raised an eyebrow as she finished her thought.
Professor Hilton nodded slowly. "Very good, now there are some exceptions, like in literature, but overall this is correct. Jackie?" She addressed the small, squirrelly girl in the middle of the room.
The small brunette looked up. "Y-yes?"
"What would the correct tense for this sentence be? Could you use an example?" Professor Hilton adjusted the hem of her shirt as she felt her over-sized breasts dig in uncomfortably. She wondered idly why she was the only one in her family to have J cup breasts when no one else was even over a D.
She watched Jackie nervously look across the board for a moment. "I-In the future I...will be flying?"
Professor Hilton nodded, her large locks of hair bouncing around her head. She shifted her weight as she adjusted her butt on top of the desk, her thighs had been digging into the side of the table...why was she leaning so hard against the front if she was so tall?
"Now open your textbooks to chapter two, section three," she paused as the room shuffled. From her nearly seven foot tall perspective she could clearly see when all the students had their textbooks on their desks.
"There is a paragraph halfway down the page, starting with 'Joe, Michaela, and I...' please read through and make corrections to any tenses you see." Professor Hilton stood to her full height and turned to begin writing on the board again. As she reached for the chalk she felt her massive bust brush against the board. She sighed, looking at the other brushed spots in what was already written (unaware that they were appearing as she looked at them). Being seven and a half feet tall with M cup breasts was difficult enough without having to lean over and mess up the board every minute or two.
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Laura could hardly contain her laughter as she watched the now Hyper-Busty professor write on the board. She noticed that Professor Hilton had to even crouch slightly to write on the whole board, her legs were so long!
She giggled as she wrote I am already done with this assignment and know more about this subject than Professor Hilton could teach me.
A vibration from the phone, and Laura gripped the desk slightly as an orgasmic rush filled her body. "Ooohh..." she cooed as knowledge filled her mind. She gyrated her hips as her brain topped off, now able to answer any question Professor Hilton could ask...but what to do now?   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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