On top of the headmaster

But as he landed on Mr. Thompson with a sudden thud, reality hit him like a ton of bricks. His crotch came to rest right in front of the headmaster's face, causing both to gasp in shock.

Walter quickly regained his composure and stood up straight, attempting to brush off the embarrassment. "I-I apologize, Mr. Thompson," he stammered, trying to play it cool. "That was not supposed to happen."

Mr. Thompson, who had just looked on in astonishment, could hardly contain his own surprise at what he saw standing before him. Walter now appeared as the spitting image of Alison.

"I'm afraid I don't understand," Mr. Thompson said slowly, trying to make sense of what was happening.