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The school bell rang and all students went on their way to their classes. Even Paul and his girlfriend Clara were just coming into the classroom. As they sat in their seats, Paul asked his girlfriend: „Do you know where is our teacher, Mrs. Miller?" „I have no idea but she probably is sick." Answered Paul. At this moment, even the head teacher came into the classroom and she said that Mrs. Miller was ill and would be expected as a temporary substitute teacher lead the class. She put an apple on the table and said the following when going out: „This apple is intended as a welcome gift, so none of you touch him!".
2 hours passed and no one appeared, and was already ringing in the break. All went out only Paul and Clara stayed in the room as usual. „Hey Paul would you dare to eat the apple?" Asked Clara. Without saying anything he went as a teacher's desk and ate the whole apple. „You see no problem, no one remembers that anyway," he said with a broad grin. As he stood next to Clara, he remarked that he had somehow become greater and Clara looked at him in horror. „What?" „Y... y... your hair !?!».
When she said Paul saw his hair grew and were always reddish. His chest began to hurt, and suddenly more and more stretched out until it was finally huge breasts. He also noted how his masculinity is slowly but surely took his leave. In the meantime, he had the figure of a supermodel and was a head taller than Clara. He was still a bit greater than changed his shoes to red high-heeled shoes. Among his clothes, Paul noticed that his underwear now only was an elegant slip and a silky bra shaped to his new breasts. Finally, his uniform was so tight that the top buttons of his shirt brought to burst. His pants are shrinking also committed so much and formed into a sexy mini skirt so you could see the panties. „What happened to me Clara?" Asked Paul full horror. „I have no idea but you're damn sexy would I say. Others will not believe it's you!"
When Clara said it came even to fellow students and took place. Clara just wanted to tell what had happened to Paul when she noticed that he suddenly came forward to the teacher's desk and took a textbook and a teacher's pointer. „What are you doing Paul?" Clara called to him. „Why do you call me Paul? My name is Miss Bella!" Clara was now clear that substitute teacher had finally arrived.
2 hours passed and no one appeared, and was already ringing in the break. All went out only Paul and Clara stayed in the room as usual. „Hey Paul would you dare to eat the apple?" Asked Clara. Without saying anything he went as a teacher's desk and ate the whole apple. „You see no problem, no one remembers that anyway," he said with a broad grin. As he stood next to Clara, he remarked that he had somehow become greater and Clara looked at him in horror. „What?" „Y... y... your hair !?!».
When she said Paul saw his hair grew and were always reddish. His chest began to hurt, and suddenly more and more stretched out until it was finally huge breasts. He also noted how his masculinity is slowly but surely took his leave. In the meantime, he had the figure of a supermodel and was a head taller than Clara. He was still a bit greater than changed his shoes to red high-heeled shoes. Among his clothes, Paul noticed that his underwear now only was an elegant slip and a silky bra shaped to his new breasts. Finally, his uniform was so tight that the top buttons of his shirt brought to burst. His pants are shrinking also committed so much and formed into a sexy mini skirt so you could see the panties. „What happened to me Clara?" Asked Paul full horror. „I have no idea but you're damn sexy would I say. Others will not believe it's you!"
When Clara said it came even to fellow students and took place. Clara just wanted to tell what had happened to Paul when she noticed that he suddenly came forward to the teacher's desk and took a textbook and a teacher's pointer. „What are you doing Paul?" Clara called to him. „Why do you call me Paul? My name is Miss Bella!" Clara was now clear that substitute teacher had finally arrived.
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Where can I get this apple?