Oops.

Damn, Principal Reiner, I'll have to make sure to give you a go tonight. You exit the stall and walk out the restroom. Your head is in the clouds, the figure and image of Alicia Reiner's wide hips and large breasts consuming your thoughts. Darn it, I should've taken a look under the bra earlier! Cursing, you turn around and corner and bump into the very subject of your desires, Principal Reiner, prim and proper again.

She bounces off you and lands on the floor, her tongue clicking in frustration. "Jean, help me up will you?" She offer you her hand, which you hesitantly grasp. Soft. Your face reddens immensely as you get Alicia onto her feet, the sight of her reminding you of her nude form. She looks at you quizzically. "Jean, are you alright? You look a little-" She catches the sight of the bulge, her eyes going wide at the sight. "Have some self control!" She looks away, rubbing her temples" I don't say this often, but women don't think highly of men who get aroused at the slightest touch."

"Well, I got a little more than a touch. Quite a display, in fact." You say, before covering your mouth. Shit, I got carried away! Principal Reiner looks at you, her jaw dropping as she registers what you said. "You- My office, NOW!"

I did not expect to be back here so soon. Principal Reiner's office seemed far more sinister when I wasn't in her body.

"Jean, would you like to explain your statement from before?"

I gulped. Was this inquisition for real? I racked my brain for a plausible explanation that would result in suspension, if not expulsion.

"UNBELIEVABLE. I don't such a situation has occurred ever in the history of this institution. Whatever shall I do?" She rubbed her temple furiously. Oh man, this is it. It's the end of the line for me.

"Jean, I assure you, such behavior is not the norm here. I do not know what came over me, but you can be certain nothing, absolutely nothing of the sort will happen again!"

........

"Pardon?"

"In simple terms, you won't catch me masturbating here again. So please, never EVER bring it up. Not here, not anywhere."

My mind was starting to connect the dots. Principal Reiner assumed that by a 'display', I meant that I had caught her masturbating in the office. She was unable to explain it to herself, hence she was holding herself accountable, making her beholden to me. Suddenly, I had the advantage.

"Ms. Reiner, do you even realize how traumatizing that experience was for me. I mean, the person who is supposed to be the most professional, most principled, being so lecherous and perverse. Can you really expect me to let it go at that?"

"Jean, you have my word-"

"Oh, your word is worthless. You're a woman who fingers herself when a student is right in front of you and in need of medical attention."

"What on earth-" She never got finish that sentence, because the gem had been twisted, and I was once again in control of her magnificent voluptous body. My body fell to floor with a thud, as Principal Reiner's hand thrust under the folds of her skirt, jerking my head up as the a finger slid right over the clit.

"You're right, Jean. I'm such a hopeless slut! Tell me, how can I make this right."

"By listening to exactly what I tell you." I raise my head from the ground, the side of face still smarting. But it was all worth it to see Alicia's face gasp in horror as she held up her wet fingers. Gaslighting was such fun, no wonder women enjoyed it!