The guys just sat there.stunned with mouths agape.
They'd elderly prim schoolmarm since they'd entered kindergarten,and had never before seen this
twisted side of the little sweet old lady.
Hell,most of the guys still brought a apple each day to class
and placed it on Miss Ewins desk.
They were sucker punched by a lady they'd trusted,and now
she'd knowing given them a potion guaranteed to turn half of them into
queer animals?
Some,already feeling the ill effects of the dna distorting potions,began turning away and making calls on their cell phones.
Miss Ewans,just ignored it all and began writing todays lesson in history,about
young George Washington and the apple tree.
Sam stared in horror at his hands,which were starting to sprout
green scales.
His cellphone kept getting a busy signal .It didn't help
that his human fingernails were slowly being torn
loose by the emerging black crocodile claws pushing through,which made
it difficult to press on the cellphones keypad.
Then came the wave of chill that swept through his body
as his metabolism started going cold blooded.
Outside the raging blizzard that had been going on continued and
Sam could hear the lonely histle of the steam locomotive as it
chugged through the Kansas praries,taking the latest batch of white settlers
to take over the lands the American unit of George Custer and his troops
had recently cleared of Indians.
Ah,1871 American,land of pioneers,crazy schoolmarms and dna altering extracts.
Somewhere out there two gunfighters no doubt were discussing
their upcoming meeting by texting
" OK Corral sound fine at Noon?"
but Sam was more worried about what he was turning into.
A cold blooded reptile.Sam was deathly afraid of reptiles.
He looked frantically to his right,where classmate Nellie Owens
was tugging at her front and adjusting her cramped
constricted corset.
Nellie had taken just a sip of the dna potion batty Miss Ewans
had placed in front of about a quarter of the girls ( Miss Ewans couldn't
always tell the different between the guys and the gals,since
about a quarter of the 16 year old girls went about in boys
clothing.
Clearly Nellie wasn't turning into a animal,but it was clear to Sam the little sip she had sipped was supercharging Nellies female attributes.
Sam didn't want to end up as a crocodile.Better to wear a corset and a dress then be a crocodile.
So Sam leaned over and grapped the glass of potion from Nellies desk with both taloned hands turning into paws and drank the stuff.
First nothing happened and Sam could feel the building pressure inside his skull as his nose slowly flattened and his jaws began to extend away from his face.
But then Nellies began to take effect and Samantha groaned as hir
ovaries blossomed into life and her body filled out properly .
She wasn't wearing a corset so when her awakening nipples sent little jolts of pleasure to her mind as they rubbed up and down on the insides of her boys shirt,Samantha bent over her desk to hide her new knockers from the other guys,animal guys and gals.