Twenty four hours had passed. Ashley was finally free from her paralysis and she could relax her limbs. She let go of her tits and let them fall and jiggle into place. She scrambled around for her clothes and grabbed them. She squeezed her gorgeous and peachy ass into the shorts and pulled the Hooters t-shirt over her large breasts. She had just finished dressing when the door opened.
“Hey, look at what we have here! The school has finally got some talent on the staff! Look at those legs…and Hooters! Wow, I’d like you to come clean my house, babe!”
Ashley strode over to the three boys and grabbed the one who was talking.
“Listen, you little shit! You will treat me with respect! I am older than you and….stuff!”
“Hey, back off bitch! Let go of me!”
And Ashley did. She stepped away and her hands released the front of his shirt. He looked confused for a moment, then he puffed himself up a bit. He was a few inches shorter than her, but was trying to look hard in front of his friends. “That’s better! Now say sorry, you silly little whore.”
“Sorry.” The boy looked aghast for a second as Ashley said sorry. “Actually…no! Say, I am very sorry for insulting you, great one!”
“I am sorry for insulting you, great one!”
The boys laughed. “Ok, show us your tits!” And Ashley pulled up her t-shirt to reveal a 36D pair of stunners. The school boys didn’t believe their luck, as they gawked at the fleshy orbs. What else would she do?