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Slamming open the door before entering with a huff, the irritated looking student barely took note of the unamused woman he’d never seen before seated alone in the empty staff room, meeting his glare with a cool stare that ticked the delinquent off.
“Hurry up and make this quick would you? I’ve got things to do!”
“I’m sure you do Sam, if you could just finish correcting your mistakes on the career progression form, you can be on your way.”
Clicking his tongue as he swipes the flimsy paper out of the teachers hands, Sam moves over to take a seat on the empty chair next to the woman, the heavy scent of lavender perfume wafting into his nostrils as he looked over the sheet he filled in the day before, finding nothing out of the ordinary.
“You trying to play me for a fool? There ain’t nothing to correct here!”
“Look again, more specifically ovr at your ideal profession, didn’t you remember what I said about the best career path to pursue?”
“The hell? But I…”
The woman had stated the words so nonchalantly that Sam couldn’t help but look back down at the box where he’d simply written down ‘businessman’. True, he did remember her saying stuff about putting his artistic talents to use. Dashing out the careless writing, Sam nods once checking the box, his history of vandalizing private property with spray paint shifting into hobbies of painting digital art pieces, running a fairly popular social media blog where he’d post his works. With the gradual loss of his memories running a gang, his buff body would begin to fade away.
“And don’t forget to check over your personal details, I’ve noticed a few glaring issues that need fixing.”
Once more, Sam’s hands move to fix the errors he could now clearly see, cancelling out his name before writing over it, his dulled mind unable to register the immediate changes happening as he crosses out his sex and age, losing mass rapidly as his chiselled frame fills over with tender fat and firm meat, a voluminous pair of breasts soon straining against the girl’s uniform that had rapidly subsumed his blazer, an extremely short checkered skirt showing off plump thighs coated in milky white skin that connected down to long shapely feet, revealing soft cotton panties that wrapped snugly around thick puckered lips with a neat strip of pubes leading up to a pudgy core, A gentle sigh escaping Serina’s radiant lips as her face loses all traces of the gruff young man she once was. The scar running down her slant eyes vanishing altogether as locks of silky black hair cleansed of blonde dye fall down around her lovely face, blinking a few times before light returns to her glazed over irises.
As per the words she had written down, Serina was no longer the senior delinquent she had been when she first came through those doors. Reduced to being an ordinary first year student leading the life any young girl would; indulging herself in the latest fashion trends and gushing with the other girls about their favourite boy bands and actors. Shivering in the chill while her jacket slides down her arms, rubbing her sore shoulders before giving her heaving tits a good rub as inverted nipples rubbed up against the fabric, not minding the fact that she was in front of a teacher.
“Umm, I think I'm done ma’am?”
Handing over the paper to her homeroom teacher, Serina rose from her seat to peek behind her, earning herself a gentle bonk to the head as Miss Tina turns around with a slight frown on her face.
“You forgot to fill in some other spots like your introduction summary and you still haven't adjusted the length of your skirt like I warned you last week….but I’ll let it slide for now…be sure to have it fixed by next week alright? Dismissed…”
“Y-Yes ma’am!”
Glancing at the door as the newborn girl dashes outside with a good view of her heart shaped butt with a flutter of her skirt, Tina looks back over the enchanted sheet on the desk, whipping out her pen to add the last finishing touches before nodding in satisfaction, running over Serina’s details once more.
Serina Abel; Born a sole daughter…promiscuous in nature…brilliant artist with a good eye for fashion design…modest grades…sounds good.
Opening her mailbox, Tina proceeds to send her latest update to the headmistress informing her of her latest convert out of many in the slow but steady road to fix this corrupt school rife with thugs, bullies and snobby rich kids before checking over her list for the current batch of targets left for the current week.
Back outside, Serina would be meeting up with her gaggle of friends, eager and ready for the mixer they were about to attend at the karaoke bar downtown as the ditzy highschool girl waved goodbye to her teacher watching from the second floor. Blissfully unaware of anything ever being out of place, her new life being something she would never trade for anything else in the world…
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Just a short cap while i work on comm stories and other larger projects in the mean time.
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