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Looks like Will has taken it a little too far this time, landing him as the unfortunate first victim to this new teacher. Just what are this mysterious teacher's plans for Shadeville High School?

Also, I wanted to ask for those who read this, should I put the text in the description to make it easier to read? Let me know in the comments if you think so or not.

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Shadeville High School was renowned for its prestigious academics and near one hundred percent graduation rate. But even a top school like it had its share of problem students. One, in particular, managed to stand out above the rest. Will was by no means a jock, in fact, with his scrawny body and greasy brown hair, one might peg him for a computer geek or bookworm. However, this could not be further from the truth. In reality, Will was simply a mean-spirited kid who took joy in the suffering of others. Will wasn't a physical bully, but instead, he went to great measures to insult or belittle his fellow students at any given opportunity. The only group he seemed to victimize more than the students were his teachers. He, for instance, would often place thumbtacks on teacher's chairs, prop buckets of water on slightly open doorways, and pour various liquids like milk and kool-aid on the floor for no apparent reason other than to make a mess. The worst part of the ordeal was that due to the lack of concrete proof of his poor behavior, they couldn't punish him, despite full knowledge that he was the culprit. The school finally decided to take action when he gave an arachnophobic teacher a panic attack by putting fake spiders in her desk drawers.

Will sat in the detention room alone, bored out of his mind, but still smug that this was the most the school could do to him. "What a bunch of pushovers he thought to himself." Finally, a woman wearing a dress shirt and pencil skirt strode into the room. She was gorgeous, even putting some supermodels to shame. "Good evening Will, I'm Mrs.Morris and I'll be leading detention today," she addressed Will, a kind smile on her face. Will had never seen her in the building before, but the fact that she was a teacher was all he needed to hear. "What's a hot piece of ass like you doing in a place like this? I heard that brothel down the street, 'The Coven' or whatever it's called is hiring. You would make a fortune there!" he sneered at his new warden before cackling at his cruel joke. Mrs. Morris took the insult in stride, merely sighing in response. After all, she was used to dealing with problem children like this, and she knew just how to fix his attitude. "Very funny, Will. Now get up here and write what I say on the board," she said in a soft but stern voice. With a huff, Will rose from his chair and grabbed the chalk. For some reason, he felt compelled to do exactly as she said. "Yeah yeah, whatever," despite his tone, Will awaited her command. " I will be a meek, small, and kind person," Mrs. Morris instructed Will to write. "Yeah, as if I'm writing that, lady," despite his indignance, without his consent, his hand began to scrawl out the words Mrs.Morris had said. Upon finishing writing the sentence, his height shrank down to around 5'2", and his shoulders caved in with a crack, making his already scrawny body appear androgynous. "Wha- Hey! How did you do that?!" despite his attempts to make his voice sound rebellious and intimidating, his words came out as a meek and terrified squeak. Mrs. Morris ignored his question, and continued," I will be properly dressed in my uniform for each day of school." Once again, as Will scribbled the words on the board, they became reality. His baggy hoody and sweatpants restitched themselves into the typical girls' uniform present at the school leaving his skinny legs exposed. Underneath, his shirt and underwear restitched themselves into a matching white bra and panties. "Look, I'm sorry for what I said, okay? I'll be good now, I promise!" Will pleaded with his captor. Mrs.Morris knew a lie when she heard one and continued to speak, "I will always maintain the image of a proper lady." With this, Will's face began to reshape, becoming cute and feminine, his brown hair falling down his back. Now one could easily mistake him for a girl. But that wasn't enough for Mrs.Morris. "Please..." Will meekly whimpered. Mrs. Morris decided that it was about time she finished up here. "I will be Whitney, the straight-A student all teachers hope to receive. I will be a paragon of beauty and the desire of every boy in the school." With these final words written on the board, Will, now Whitney, was overcome with pleasure as first new memories invaded her mind, and she became Whitney. Fat then began to bubble up in her butt and thighs, leaving her with a rear that would catch the eye, if not the full attention, of any man passing by. Finally, a large pair of breasts exploded out of her chest, causing her to stumble and catch herself on the board in front of her, leaving her new bubble butt exposed to her onlooking teacher. Whitney looked back and gave her teacher a pitiful look." I'm sorry for being late today, Mrs. Morris. I promise it won't happen again. Can I please go now?" Whitney meekly asked, appearing to be on the verge of tears at the thought of her teacher being mad at her. Mrs.Morris gave her a warm smile and spoke, " Of course you can, dear. Just be more careful from now on.

A week later...

"I don't believe it, Mrs. Morris!" the principal exclaimed. "In merely a week, you have managed to reduce the amount of our school's repeat troublemakers to almost zero! How do you do it?" Mrs.Morris merely gave a smug smile and shrugged, "I guess I just have a way with kids. Now, Mr. Principal, what do you think about moving to become an all-girls school? Starting with you, of course." Mrs. Morris smiled wickedly as she once again began to work her magic.

Description
Looks like Will has taken it a little too far this time, landing him as the unfortunate first victim to this new teacher. Just what are this mysterious teacher's plans for Shadeville High School?

Also, I wanted to ask for those who read this, should I put the text in the description to make it easier to read? Let me know in the comments if you think so or not.

I do not own the art in this image.
It belongs to its owner or owners.
www.pixiv.net/en/artworks/1063…
------------------------------------------------------

Shadeville High School was renowned for its prestigious academics and near one hundred percent graduation rate. But even a top school like it had its share of problem students. One, in particular, managed to stand out above the rest. Will was by no means a jock, in fact, with his scrawny body and greasy brown hair, one might peg him for a computer geek or bookworm. However, this could not be further from the truth. In reality, Will was simply a mean-spirited kid who took joy in the suffering of others. Will wasn't a physical bully, but instead, he went to great measures to insult or belittle his fellow students at any given opportunity. The only group he seemed to victimize more than the students were his teachers. He, for instance, would often place thumbtacks on teacher's chairs, prop buckets of water on slightly open doorways, and pour various liquids like milk and kool-aid on the floor for no apparent reason other than to make a mess. The worst part of the ordeal was that due to the lack of concrete proof of his poor behavior, they couldn't punish him, despite full knowledge that he was the culprit. The school finally decided to take action when he gave an arachnophobic teacher a panic attack by putting fake spiders in her desk drawers.

Will sat in the detention room alone, bored out of his mind, but still smug that this was the most the school could do to him. "What a bunch of pushovers he thought to himself." Finally, a woman wearing a dress shirt and pencil skirt strode into the room. She was gorgeous, even putting some supermodels to shame. "Good evening Will, I'm Mrs.Morris and I'll be leading detention today," she addressed Will, a kind smile on her face. Will had never seen her in the building before, but the fact that she was a teacher was all he needed to hear. "What's a hot piece of ass like you doing in a place like this? I heard that brothel down the street, 'The Coven' or whatever it's called is hiring. You would make a fortune there!" he sneered at his new warden before cackling at his cruel joke. Mrs. Morris took the insult in stride, merely sighing in response. After all, she was used to dealing with problem children like this, and she knew just how to fix his attitude. "Very funny, Will. Now get up here and write what I say on the board," she said in a soft but stern voice. With a huff, Will rose from his chair and grabbed the chalk. For some reason, he felt compelled to do exactly as she said. "Yeah yeah, whatever," despite his tone, Will awaited her command. " I will be a meek, small, and kind person," Mrs. Morris instructed Will to write. "Yeah, as if I'm writing that, lady," despite his indignance, without his consent, his hand began to scrawl out the words Mrs.Morris had said. Upon finishing writing the sentence, his height shrank down to around 5'2", and his shoulders caved in with a crack, making his already scrawny body appear androgynous. "Wha- Hey! How did you do that?!" despite his attempts to make his voice sound rebellious and intimidating, his words came out as a meek and terrified squeak. Mrs. Morris ignored his question, and continued," I will be properly dressed in my uniform for each day of school." Once again, as Will scribbled the words on the board, they became reality. His baggy hoody and sweatpants restitched themselves into the typical girls' uniform present at the school leaving his skinny legs exposed. Underneath, his shirt and underwear restitched themselves into a matching white bra and panties. "Look, I'm sorry for what I said, okay? I'll be good now, I promise!" Will pleaded with his captor. Mrs.Morris knew a lie when she heard one and continued to speak, "I will always maintain the image of a proper lady." With this, Will's face began to reshape, becoming cute and feminine, his brown hair falling down his back. Now one could easily mistake him for a girl. But that wasn't enough for Mrs.Morris. "Please..." Will meekly whimpered. Mrs. Morris decided that it was about time she finished up here. "I will be Whitney, the straight-A student all teachers hope to receive. I will be a paragon of beauty and the desire of every boy in the school." With these final words written on the board, Will, now Whitney, was overcome with pleasure as first new memories invaded her mind, and she became Whitney. Fat then began to bubble up in her butt and thighs, leaving her with a rear that would catch the eye, if not the full attention, of any man passing by. Finally, a large pair of breasts exploded out of her chest, causing her to stumble and catch herself on the board in front of her, leaving her new bubble butt exposed to her onlooking teacher. Whitney looked back and gave her teacher a pitiful look." I'm sorry for being late today, Mrs. Morris. I promise it won't happen again. Can I please go now?" Whitney meekly asked, appearing to be on the verge of tears at the thought of her teacher being mad at her. Mrs.Morris gave her a warm smile and spoke, " Of course you can, dear. Just be more careful from now on.

A week later...

"I don't believe it, Mrs. Morris!" the principal exclaimed. "In merely a week, you have managed to reduce the amount of our school's repeat troublemakers to almost zero! How do you do it?" Mrs.Morris merely gave a smug smile and shrugged, "I guess I just have a way with kids. Now, Mr. Principal, what do you think about moving to become an all-girls school? Starting with you, of course." Mrs. Morris smiled wickedly as she once again began to work her magic.