Just head on

"I think these bitches are in good hands," said Shannon. "Let's head back to campus."

"Okay dokay!" you say.

As you leave the sorority house, leaving behind the moans and cheers, Shannon makes you two invisible again.

Back on campus, you see a woman in black slacks and a white blouse, stop and check her cell phone. She pulls something up then looks upset. She has long medium brown hair and grayish blue eyes.

"Let's check this out," you say.

The woman's demeanor changes from upset to angry. She then calls someone. "Hey, yeah, guess what. You won't believe this....I was just passed over for tenure! Yeah, it went to that sad sack Morton....I know! Because he was in the Navy, we have both been PhDs for the same amount of time though he's 60! I don't know....some stupid sad sack story about alimony or something and having a child in college. Ugh. With no tenure, I'm stuck teaching freshman and sophomore level crap! Ugh, maybe I should sue for discrimination....No, there are other tenured females in English, but they are all old biddies....Yeah, I guess a younger, intelligent woman intimidates them! They don't take me seriously enough!"

"Oh poor dear," says Shannon. "I have an idea."

"What?"

"Over the course of the next year, she will go from a 34-26-34 body to a 38-26-38 body. Her hair will thicken, lengthen, and become wavier, and will slowly change to platinum blonde. Her lips will plump a bit, and her voice will become a higher pitch. Let's see if she is taken seriously enough. She also won't notice any changes until the summer starts, and if her clothes get too tight, she'll shrug it off, and no one will say anything to her about her changes."

"Oh, that's funny," you say. "how about any time she sees the Morton guy, she obsesses over his cock and fantasizes and a few times a week dreams about sucking while she is on her knees."

"Perfect!"