"Ms. Smith, you are not getting ready to shoot a spitwad in my class are you?" Jen heard the teacher ask as she prepared to bring the straw to her lips. Startled, she swallowed the paper. Ms. Jensen had not bothered trying to clear her throat and was beginning to look and sound like a drag queen. Before Jen could answer the teacher's blouse fell open. Her breasts had dropped from a D cup to a B cup and no longer supported her shirt or bra. Jen caught sight of the teacher's nipples, which didn't look very feminine at all. Ms. Jensen tried to play it off like nothing had happened, using her arm to close her shirt.
Judging by how far the transformation had progressed and the fact that Ms. Jensen was staring at her breasts with a look of jealousy, confusion and lust Jen got an idea. Leaning forward to put her assets on display Jen put on her best pout. "I wasn't doing anything teacher. This straw just fell out of my purse."
The teacher turned bright red and the front of her skirt began to ride up a little bit.