It already has

Anna sat in class taking notes as she wanted to be prepared. She felt a bit off today and wasn't sure why but she continued to power through and not focus on it. She found herself slightly aroused and wasn't even sure why as she kept adjusting herself in her seat.

"What the Hell is the matter with me today?" She said under her breath.

"Ms. Chapel, everything alright?" The teacher asked.

"Yes, sorry," she said before going back to her studying.

She tried to focus on what she was reading until she found herself glancing over at Ashton who sat two rows to her right and one seat up. She had a bit of a crush on him and Claudia knew it. Ashton was rather quiet like her, but he always smiled at her and was polite when they crossed paths.

She began to feel a warm sensation in her crotch as she stared at him. She didn't see the glowing pentagram that had appeared on the front of her panties but felt the warmth as the energy began to flow inside her. She bit her lips and found herself grinding a little in her seat as the world around went silent.

"Fuck, I bet his cock is huge. I bet it would stretch me out and make me cum so fucking hard!" She thought to herself as a wet spot began to form on the front of her pants. "I wonder what people would say if I just started blowing him in the middle of the classroom?" She thought as a smile came over her face. "Wait........ what the......" she said out loud.

"Ms. Chapel?" The teacher asked again.

"I uh, excuse me," Anna said before grabbing her things and rushing out of the classroom. She quickly ducked into the ladies' room and splashed water on her face. "Anna, what the fuck was that?" She asked herself as she tried to calm down. "You're better than that, you aren't a slut." She looked at herself in the mirror again and smiled. "But I do look fucking good today," she said as she looked herself over a bit.

She didn't notice, but her breasts were starting to expand a little, pressing against her bra. It wasn't bad at first but soon it was starting to hurt a little so she reached under her shirt and removed it, sliding it out of her sleeve..

"Why to be boobs hurt?" She asked herself confused a little before she looked up at the mirror again. "Damn, not that I need this old thing," she said looking at her shapely breasts which needed no support as they pressed against her shirt. "I bet Ashton would love to play with....... WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH ME?" She yelled in the empty bathroom.