Max and Jordan hurried in from the bustling hallway and spilled into their first period class, english. The two of them could hardly contain their excitement as they murmured and laughed among themselves. Over the weekend Max had found a 'magical journal' in his parents attic and had shown it to Jordan. The notebook claimed that anything which was written in it would come true so of course they had to experiment with it. Just in case the wishes turned out true they wrote out some safety nets, wishing for only them to know of the book's existence and that only they would be able to notice any changes from the wishes. For their first actual wish they of course decided to get back at their bitch of an english teacher, Ms. Cassie. It started off small with them wishing for her to only wear high heels and making her a clutz but it quickly devolved into depravity as their horny teenage minds ran amok. "Let's make her only wear tight fitting clothes! We can also make her dress slutty! Ooh, let's give her a dump truck of an ass!" And so on.

They both scurried into neighboring front row desks, giddy for class to begin. More and more of their peers spilled into the classroom, filling up the vacant seats as the bell finally rang. "Dude I hope that thing worked!" Jordan could barely contain his excitement.

The clicking of heels against the school's hard tile flooring rapidly approached the class's door as Ms. Cassie entered the room. "Sorry class I ran a bit late this morning." The boy's jaws practically dropped as they saw their English teacher. She stood on the tips of her toes due to what had to be 7 inch heels. Underneath her heels she wore a pair of cyan knee high socks which complimented her black attire and soft skin. As you continued up her legs, starting from her thin ankles, they slowly ballooned out as two meaty and thick thighs rested underneath a shelf of bouncy and firm ass meat. It seemed that even though they wished for her to dress more slutty she still dressed like a teacher would, making her outfit look like some fetish teacher outfit. The bottom of her skirt clung desperately to her voluminous rear as it dug into her skin. The exposed part of her legs between her tight knee high socks and her skirt pillowed out with perfect skindentations. Her wide hips and ass rounded off into her thin waist which her supple breasts sat atop, cleavage spilling from her tight and unbuttoned top.

"Dude!" Max slapped Jordan's shoulder as Ms. Cassie walked to her desk. 

She stumbled a bit in her heels causing her to drop her purse and clipboard, "Oh! oops!" She bent down at the waist to pick them up, facing her rear to the class. Her tight skirt rode up giving the boys, who up and center to the show, a clear view of her cyan panties which stretched taut over the mass of gelatin flesh.

"Dude!" Jordan giddily exclaimed back to Max.

"DUDE!"

"Quiet both of you!" Ms. Cassie stood back up, clutching her purse and clipboard to her chest. "I want to see both of you after school. You hear me?" She gave a sly grin at the two boys before turning and making her way to her desk.

Max and Jordan could barely contain their sheer giddiness at what they just saw. And if these wishes came true, then their after school detention was something else for them to look forward to!