"Now class," Mr Randoph began, "we are about to start some scenes from The Story of 'O', Jennifer, would you like to come to the front of the room and assist me?"
Jennifer was startled to be singled out since she wasn't particularly good at English. As she got up and headed to the front of the class she noticed some of the illustrations in the other students' textbooks--whatever this story was, she was pretty certain it had to do with another of Kyle's wishes.
When she reached the front of the room Mr. Randolph had Jennifer sit on a chair facing the students and handed her a sheaf of highlighted computer printouts.
"Here are your lines & stage direction Jennifer, or should I say, Miss O?" Jennifer smiled back at her teacher. She'd never noticed what a nice smile he had. Seeing it was like basking in warm sunlight. Jennifer studied her printouts while Mr Randolph set the scene for the rest of the class. Jennifer flipped through the pages with growing alarm. In the scene O's lover uses a knife to remove her bra and panties as they ride in a cab to a special club.
"Now!" Mr Randolph said as he settled into a chair beside Jennifer, "Shall we begin?" As he began speaking his lines Jennifer once more was overwhelmed by how attractive her teacher was. When he produced a small xacto knife from his pocket she obligingly leaned forward and allowed him to cut through her bra straps and band. He's so...sweet! Jennifer found herself thinking as Mr Randolph pulled her ruined bra out of her top. He flourished it for the class theatrically before dropping it on the floor.
Jennifer glanced at her pages of stage direction. O had been told not to speak, so she merely looked at her lap and blushed as Mr Randolph pushed up her skirt and began to saw through the side of her panties with his little knife. He has such delicate hands! Jennifer thought, growing flushed as his fingers brushed against her thigh. She rose slightly as Mr Randolph pulled off her panties. He contrived to let her skirt fall so that none of the class saw her bare pussy as he tugged.
It dawned on Jennifer that Kyle must have done something to her; she wasn't ordinarily this submissive, and she was pretty sure she hadn't had a huge crush on her English teacher before Kyle had wished her to class.
Mr Randolph took her hand and helped to her feet before having her bow to the class. Her large tits, without a bra to contain them, slid toward her neckline as she bent over, and she felt a cool draft waft across her ass as the short skirt rose behind her. I'll need to watch it on the stairs or I'll be giving everyone a real show! Jennifer thought with alarm.
As she straightened her breasts slid back down and settled within her cheerleading top. The short walk back to her desk gave her a lot to think about in the 'bouncing all over the place' department. Without her bra the huge tits Kyle had cursed her with were going to be a real problem as she hoofed it to her next class.
Jennifer blinked as Mr Randolph selected another girl to come to the front of the room. Kyle. Kyle had done something to her mind, but she couldn't seem to concentrate on it very well. She watched as Mr Randolph retrieved a small quirt from his desk and began lashing his new assistant. He's so dexterous! Jennifer thought, I wish he'd had me stay up for this scene. Jennifer pouted briefly before remembering that she was trying to figure something out. She opened her textbook to follow along and out fluttered a note with her name on it.