"I don't really need to kiss the rest of you," said Aphrodite. "Well, maybe I can get to that later." She happened to be looking right at Alexa when she said this, and the teenage girl felt herself getting decidedly warm. Her arousal was so strong that her skin seemed to be crawling. She could have sworn she was sitting up straighter and taller in her desk. She started to let out a moan, but managed to catch it by putting a hand over her mouth.
A couple of moans did sound from elsewhere in the classroom. Alexa turned to look at the source, and an unaccustomed amount of hair whipped around her head. She grabbed hold of it, and instead of her normal medium brown, shoulder-length strands, it was a glossy dark brown, almost black, and seemed to fall even further than her waist. But there were other things wrong, too -- her fingernails appeared to have been professionally manicured with white tips that extended about half an inch, the skin on her arms was smooth and even-toned, and she could look down into some definite cleavage that had not been quite so obvious before.
"When we created humans," Aphrodite said, "I wanted to make them all physically attractive. 'Highly fuckable,' I believe you might call it. I was outvoted then, but here, in this time and place..."
She trailed off, as the students were all looking around the room at each other. It was as if the girls had all been to an expert plastic surgeon and a luxurious hair/makeup/nail salon, while the guys had become the product of years of exercise and weightlifting, and then they'd all been run through a Photoshop filter or two. Alexa looked over at Brian, noticing that he now had a stronger jawline, eyes that were more vividly colored, and a blond-highlighted surfer haircut, in addition to a darker tan and muscles bulging beneath his now-tight shirt. Brian looked back at her, and his expression was one of stunned surprise.
"And let me provide you with a more appropriate wardrobe as well," said Aphrodite. Alexa looked back down at herself as her pants quickly shrank, leaving smooth legs behind as they merged into a miniskirt. Her shirt became translucent and then fishnet material, revealing that her bra now fit her newly melon-sized breasts, a silk-and-satin model that was obviously designed to be seen. Her shoes were now leather boots with stiletto heels. She felt twinges in her earlobes, and reached to discover that she now had hoop earrings dangling from them, along with some necklaces, bracelets, and rings that had appeared in the appropriate places.
"So what do you think?" asked Aphrodite, leaning back against the teacher's desk with a grin.
Mr. Jones, who now appeared to be no older than 30 and hadn't escaped getting a more handsome face and well-defined muscles, said, "I-I'm not sure some of those outfits meet the dress code."
The goddess shook her beautiful head. "Dress codes are the worst, right? Don't worry, I'll deal with that."
"Um, excuse me..." Between Sarah Chu's midriff-baring outfit with a plaid skirt, her hair done up in hip-length pigtails, her sudden lack of acne, and the glasses that had gone from "medical necessity" to "fashion accessory," she now epitomized an "Asian schoolgirl" fantasy. She asked, "Did you say you created humans?"
"Yes, of course," responded Aphrodite.
"But that's just -- I mean, science and evolution and -- okay, how long ago was it, at least?"
Aphrodite shrugged, and it was the most sensual shrug imaginable. "We don't really perceive time the way you do."
Alexa had finally figured out that the sensation of sitting up straighter and taller was because she was now in possession of a Kardashian-esque ass.
Sarah continued her questioning. "So all the fossils of dinosaurs and everything -- that's all fake?"
"We did a bunch of earlier experiments before we came up with humans. Sometimes it's fun to have mindless toys you can make fight with each other, but eventually, you want to try something more interesting."
Alexa wanted Sarah to shut up with the questions. Kissing her would obviously accomplish that. Pressing her own mouth against Sarah's lips, which were now plumper and kissable, shiny and pink with gloss. Feeling her breath. Exploring with a tongue. No, wait, doing something else with her tongue. Pulling up her skirt, pushing aside her panties. Inhaling Sarah's musk. Exploring the tender folds of her labia. Aphrodite had probably given them completely hairless pussies -- good. Alexa would lightly tease Sarah's clit. She could see Sarah's expression already, her head back, her almond-shaped eyes almost fully closed with her long, dark eyelashes fluttering, her mouth open as she moaned and squealed --
Somebody did squeal, or maybe it was more of a strangled grunt, but it brought Alexa out of her reverie. It was Zack Williams, his head now bald and his tank top showing off his chocolate-brown arm muscles, who was responding to something Alexa must have missed while she was fantasizing. "You made us all bi?"
Aphrodite responded, "That's something else I was outvoted on. Some people thought it would discourage reproduction. But we can discuss that later. Right now, I want to..."