Equivalent(ish) Exchange

Taking a look at the dozen or so people brave enough to raise their hands, your eyebrows shoot up as you spot Vanessa blushing in the third row, her hand raised high. You didn't know Vanessa very well, but her combination of a shorter stature and Latin curves had definitely caught the attention of your wandering eye on a few occasions, though you'd never made a move. No point in being shy about it now, though, you were already showing off both your power and your pervy inclinations already. Grinning at her, you waved her to the front of the class.

"Very nice, Vanessa, this should be interesting. Come on up, no hiding today."

As Vanessa made her way to the front of the class, you turned and wiped away the remains of Nakamura's attempt at classwork from earlier. The Professor barked at you once in irritation, then immediately her humiliation compulsion took over, making her spank herself and yip three times in quick succession. She subsided after that, and you just smiled, writing in big letters on the board:

Changes to Prof. Nakamura
-Has to embarrass herself every time she's bitchy
-Can only bark until I tell her she can speak
-T&A

You turned back to the class and explained. "We might be at this a while, so let's keep track as things get weirder. I've done a few more things to her, but I don't feel like changing any of them back, so you all don't really need to know about them."

You pointed the marker at Vanessa and raised an eyebrow. "Alrighty, V, let's hear what you've got."

Looking embarrassed but determined, the short girl looked at you nervously. "So, I just...tell you what I want you to do to her, and it'll happen?"

You waggled a hand back and forth in the air. "Something like that; let's say I'll consider it a suggestion, and we'll go from there. Oh, and if there's a particular reason for what you want to do to her, tell us that too. In fact, everybody, would you rather anyone who comes up to change the Professor has to tell us why they're mad at her and explain the things they want, or that you all have to answer any direct questions I ask you completely honestly?"

There was a short murmur of votes, but the obvious consensus was in favor of them telling you their reasons for screwing with Nakamura. Once that was clear, Vanessa almost immediately started explaining, her face growing red as she spoke. "Early in the semester, I was nervous about asking a question, so I was quiet about it, and she made me stand on a chair because she said she couldn't see me behind the other students. I've fantasized a few times about shrinking her down so she'd have to deal with being short too."

You laughed and clapped a few times. "Perfect. And Nakamura? Just a prime example of bitchy behavior right there, and body shaming from a teacher is...just seriously messed up. You're what, five feet, five foot one, Vanessa?"

She nodded quietly. "Close enough."

You shook your head. "Yeesh, that's not even all that short. And Nakamura can't be more than...five seven?" You glanced over at the nervous-looking Professor, who whines quietly as your gaze falls on her again.

"Alright, let's see here..." You tapped your chin thoughtfully with the pen. "Right, I think I've got it. Seems like this might be most fun if we stick with the democratic theme... Oh, and sorry Vanessa, but you're kinda my guinea pig here; your fault for volunteering first!"

She looked alarmed at that, but before she could say anything, you said, "Class, would you rather Vanessa and the Professor switch heights, or that Nakamura shrink down to Vanessa's size and Vanessa gains the Prof's lost mass in her curves?"