The mystery girl spent the entire day making out with me, and their wasn’t a single thing you could do about it. She rubbed her soft flesh against mine. Groped and squeezed my chest and ass. Kissed me all over. Ate me out. I desperately whisked you could move. Kiss her, put my tong down her throat, grab her breasts and make her cry in ecstasy. But I was a sex doll and couldn’t do any of those things. Eventually the girl lay on top of me sleeping as night fell.
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The next morning I could finally move again. And was also luckily in the body of a woman. Of course after not being able to move for an entire day and experiencing all that pleasure, I was VERY pent up immediately started masturbating. Thankfully whoever this was sleep in the nude, so no needing to fumble with clothes.
After climaxing three times I was still nowhere near satisfied, but I knew from my memories I had to get ready for work. With a groan I got out of bed and went to the shower to get clean. Along the way I saw my reflection in the mirror. I was a beautiful milf Latino woman in her late thirties with long straight black hair down to my shoulders and a mole under her left eye. Seeing such a mature sexy figure almost got me to start masturbating again there on the spot, but I knew their wasn’t time. I got in the shower letting the water and suds flow down my mature caramel colored skin then dried off and got dressed in a blazer and button shirt that barely contained my cleavage, skirt that hugged my waist with fish net stockings and high heels. Finally I applied some make up, attached diamond earrings, and slid on some glasses before heading out to my job as a highschool math teacher.
The school day passed uneventfully, their were some tests to collect and grade but my new memories made them easy to check.
That was until the last class of the day where I spotted a familiar face. I could never forget that girl after all the fun she gave me yesterday. I learned that her name was Alison Vangert. Throughout the class I spent time subtly teasing her, dropping things and bending over to pick them up. Fanning myself and undoing the top two buttons on my blouse exposing just a bit of my lace bra. I could tell she was interested in this body. As well as a few other students, but she was my main focus. Finally it was time for the test. She was clearly distracted which was good for me because it meant she was interested in this body.
After passing back the graded tests I placed a hand on her shoulder causing goose bumps and whispered: “come see me after class” which made her shiver.
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As the sun was setting bathing the classroom in golden light at the end of the day Alison was standing before me fiddling with her hands a bit and blushing.
I uncrossed and recrossed my letting her get a brief flash of my panties. I smiled internally at her adorable embarrassment, but outside my expression was unreadable and neutral.
“Do you know why I called you here ms Vangert?” I asked adjusting my glasses.
“N-no mam.” She responded refusing to make eye contact.
I licked my lips, I was going to so rock this girl’s world…