Math can be fun, apparently

Your first class is math, normally not something you look forward to, but today you don't care. You enter along with a stream of other students, and people begin to take their seats while you watch. There are a couple of cheerleaders in the class; thanks to your recent changes, they definitely stand out with their tight new uniforms. One of them is Lauren, she's chattering away with one of her friends at the back of the class.

A quick wish, and her friend fell ill last night and had to stay home. You slip into the seat next to Lauren, taking the opportunity to ogle her tits some more. The new uniform really does wonders, cupping her breasts and pushing them out to form a truly mouth-watering rack. Lauren smiles, but doesn't otherwise respond to you or your blatant staring.

You can't resist the temptation to rub your hands together in glee. The world is your oyster - and you could probably make that literally true with a wish. The possibilities are endless, and you're almost at a loss as to what to do first. You decide not to make any huge, groundbreaking changes, at least initially. Starting small looks like the way to go, working your way up to the big stuff. But if you're going to have any fun in this math class, there's one thing you're definitely going to have to do.

Mrs. Prowse, your math teacher, is a strict woman in her fifties. She's mean-tempered, glares at you often, and isn't very attractive. This, you decide, needs to be changed. Your math class needs something to liven it up: someone young, and classy, and stacked...

The classroom door opens, and there stands the fulfilment of your wish in all her glory.