Your eyes find themselves drifting towards a section labeled: "Occupations." There, you find slutty versions of doctors, firefighters, cops, uniformed military personnel, mail carriers, and blue-collar workers. The rack divides them neatly, with one half being entirely devoted to slutty male outfits and the other slutty female looks.
As much as you wanted to be a male stud, your curiosity pushed you instead towards the female section. One costume you found particularly interesting was the "Teacher" costume. It was a full-body suit, and the features were very, VERY well-crafted. This particular teacher had long brunette hair, D-cup breasts hanging off her chest, legs so slender and toned they made you want to rub your dick against them, and a face that, even with empty eyelids starring out at you, said "You're getting detention, you misfit...with me!!!"
That did it. You put the suit on, which was surprisingly easy to do, and then you suddenly found yourself transformed into a slutty teacher, with your boobs close to exploding out of a shirt that was only half-buttoned. Even though it felt unnatural, you buttoned up your top. Just then, you realized it was getting harder to see things at a distance, but when you put on the pair of glasses that came with the suit, your vision was instantly corrected.
Now then, it was time for a look in the mirror. At first, you found it kind of strange to be a hot woman dressed in such conservative clothes. You deserved to show that body off!! First, you undid your top completely, letting your big boobs flop freely, and then you pulled off your skirt and pantyhose. Underneath, you found a hairless little pussy already wet with anticipation, begging to be played with. You began to fondle yourself while grabbing onto your boobs, and just when you felt close to exploding, you heard a voice.
"Miss Hardin, what in the good name of our Lord do you think you're doing! Put your clothes on right this instant!!"