A little over halfway through class Jen's next pill arrived via a small coughing fit which earned her a steely side glance from Mr. Harding as it momentarily disturbed his lecture. When he continued she knew exsactly what to do with the pill.
Looking about the class many fellow students were hard at work taking notes. Her friends included and the few underachievers were day dreaming out the windows. Using her tail Jen clenched the pill in its sphincter tip with surprising ease and guided it to Mr. Harding's desk, just over his coffee mug and dropped the pill in while his back was turned to the chalk board.
Class continued for a few moments before Mr. Harding took a sip from his coffee. Jennifer watched with hidden fascination as the transformation be right away.
With his back turned and facing the board again Jen as his slacks warp and reach up his legs into a pencil skirt that hugged his thighs tightly. They quickly morphed into feminin curvs as his hips expanded, waste narrowed and his ass cheeks bloated into a huge bubble butt. The pencil skirt stretched so tight it may have have well been spandex tube top around his legs.
Further up his shirt began to warp as breasts appeared on his chest. With his back still to the class Jen could only see the side boob of massive medicine ball sized breasts barely spilling out of his shirts cleavage.
Next his hair dematerialized from his head leaving him bald, but not for long. The back of his head quickly turned to a pink purple hue and the easily recognizable bell shape of a penis's head formed around it. The cock head then bloated in size and sprung upward on a vainy shaft that reached four feet in the air, just inches from the ceiling. It pulsed and warped Mr. Harding's neck into its shape, the shaft almost parallel with his shoulders.
Lastly Jen noted that the name plate on Mr.hardings desk now read "Mrs.Harding" seemingly identifying as female, despite her phalic growth spurt.
Jen snickered a bit which in the quite of the class earned her another death stait from Mrs.Harding! Jen struggled to stifle her laugh when the long dick head swung around to face her, wobbeling like a bobble head when she stopped.
Set into the base of the shaft head was Mrs.Hardings face exsactly where it would have been on her previous head. And the massive breasts Jennifer had watched bloom from behind were infact a set a balls for the aforementioned cock head. Smooth conditioned skin gave the near perfect illusion of breats but the connective sack that left no cleavage betrayed them.
"Is something about my lecture funny Princess Jennifer?" Mrs. Harding asked, hands on her cartoonish hips and massive pecker head wobbeling side to side.
"No Mrs.Harding!" Jen quickly recovered. "I was taking notes and spelled something wrong, it changed to context of what I wrote. I'm sorry for interrupting." She then apologized and put her head back to her desk.
Jen did her best to not snicker the rest of the class as jokes poured into her mind over over the new Harding of was it now Mrs. Hardening?
Class continued without further incident until the bell rang. At which time the class quickly scattered out of the room. Susan and Carmen both waited for Jen. Her large fat humantaur size made crowded ares difficult so they waited for the class to empty.
'Ive got no tests today." Stated Carmen, "wana meet up in the library?"
Though all the girls had a study hall for the next class non of them shared a signal room for the period. So they would ocassinally gather in the schools library when none of them had tests or outstanding homework to deal with.
"Uh, that would be great!" Susan exclaimed."it's only 2nd period and Mrs. Hard-on's lecture has me burned out already."
"Ok, we will meet you there girls." Jen said, again not wing they 'royal we' in her speech before starting off down different halls.
After checking in at her class and informing the teacher she would be in the library today Jen headed down the schools halls again.
She was the first to arrive at the library and took the usual gathering spot. A colection of wooden couched benches and chairs and a small side table with some magazines.
As soon as she seated herself on the bench she felt newly familiar sensation. Looking at her tale a buldge formed at its base and quickly passed down her tail to its tip where a large pink egg emerged, catching it in her lap and remembering that the last one was yellow.
"Oh. Right. Got to remember bout this." Said Jen. Noting that it had been roughly half an hour since she'd coughed up a pill. Remarking she now had a transformation item avalable thery 30min or so.
"What do we do with you?" She said holding the pink egg in her fat thighs