This choice: "I wish I could connect better with my students." she said. • Go Back...Chapter #5"I wish I could connect better..." by: Mr. George   "I wish I could connect better with my students." she said. This time, Jessica saw her phone react. The screen pulsing in time to her words, as it listened to her desires.
This time, she was fully aware of the changes. In a moment, her stern skirt suit in line with her professional profile, and the simple underwear beneath vanished between one breath and the next.
Hands clutching to her chest, she felt the absence of her bra. Accidentally groping herself, she found she was firmer than she'd been in years, and dressed more confidently.
She caught her reflection in the window, a half amazed woman in the glass. She was gorgeous, and far too young to be herself. Glancing over her shoulder, she confirmed she was alone in her office. No-one standing behind her. Whipping back, she felt the hair bounce against her shoulder seeing it happen simultaneously in the window too.
Jessica was dressed for a confidence she didn't truly feel. Shifting nervously, she felt the leggings that clung tightly to her legs. The App had removed her prim knee length skirt for these. She was mortified to find they were firm and full. Every curve sultry and alluring, she just wished they weren't hers.
A second glance, then a third to confirm revealed an ass that was packed. Far more than she'd ever carried before.
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The taut and toned tummy was exposed, and bare. Hands covering it, exploring it, discovered a piercing. Jessica wanted to examine it. But, she felt it was firmly in place. She was also more than blessed up top, too! A canyon of cleavage filled her vision, as she instinctively looked down. A tight bandanna top all that held the girls in place. Miraculously, all that was needed, despite their fullness. Jessica was firm beyond imagining.
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Her hair no longer pinned back and out of the way. It hung freely, cascading over one shoulder. She gaped at the phone, and the treacherous app that had given her this voluptuous body. Truly, she could relate better to her students now! She looked just like half of them, even if she were to be their bustiest companion. No way, she could pass as a professor, she looked every inch one of the student body.... and damn!, what a body...
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