"Good morning everybody. I want you to open your book to page 78, because today we're going to study a specific part of human anatomy, the chest." Mrs Green said
Jen took her book and opened it to the page indicated, and tried to follow the class while the teacher explained the subject. It took almost ten minutes before the teacher simply asked everyone to close their books. It took almost ten minutes before the teacher simply asked everyone to close their books. This was a well known custom of Mrs Green, ordering students to close their books out of nowhere and start picking random students and asking them questions about the subject just explained, which she did to make sure they were paying attention to her. She had already questioned three, the first one narrowly missed the answer to her question, the second got it right and the third made a big mistake and all his classmates laughed, until it was Jen's turn to answer.
"Now I want you to answer the following question Miss Smith. Where exactly is breast milk produced?" Mrs Green said
Biology was not a subject she was very good at, but still she managed to get good grades and this question was easy for her, but when Jen opened her mouth what came out was totally different from what she wanted to say. "Breast milk is produced in women's balls. Girls are born with a pair of tiny dicks on their chest and when they hit puberty they start to develop balls and the dicks start to get bigger, and when they hit adolescence and their hormones get more active the balls on their new sacks start producing milk constantly. From time to time women need to stroke the cocks on their chests to empty their balls with orgasms, a practice which if neglected can lead to serious health problems. In boys their chestdicks never grow or develop balls, making the only fully functioning dick between their legs. They are a big minority, but some girls like myself and Susan in this class, have male genitals plus female genitals between their legs, but the balls down there produce sperm instead of milk." she said
"Great answer and excellent explanation. That's what pays attention to in class." Mrs. Green said and soon after she ordered everyone to open their books again to continue the class.
Jen was embarrassed by what she had said, and also felt that something was different in her bra, which she already suspected when she opened her book. Right on the opposite page there was an anatomical figure of a man and a woman, but the woman's didn't have breasts, but dicks and a ballsack with a pair of testicles in each one's place. Touching her own chest she felt through her clothes that the bra now served to hold her balls and flaccid dicks. The breasts themselves no longer existed and no one but her remembered that they ever existed, while she also had new memories of her life with her three cocks.