About as horrible as Elizabeth expected

On Monday, Chloe awaits my arrival outside of the school, a wicked grin on her face as she hands me a parcel. "Your new uniform just arrived Lizzie! Go get changed right away, it is time for you to learn what you are." Her eyes gleam with mischief, clearly relishing the prospect of knocking you few bars lower. She doesn't even wait for my response, clearly feeling she is already past my rebellious stage... and I have to admit she might be right. I tried time and time again and only made things worse for myself...meanwhile just giving in has been so easy the past few days. Nonetheless I am not relishing this, since I have a pretty clear idea of what she has in store for me. I follow her like someone walking to their execution.

A moment later we are back to 'my' office. Well at least that's what it is officially as Chloe fully moved in on Thursday, claiming she needed a quiet space to prepare for her classes. A lot of my things remained in their place though slowly but surely it is starting to resemble her more than me, almost like my own life. "Well Lizzie? Go on, strip," she says, her voice commanding.

Since the girl always finds reasons to make me strip naked, it is starting to become commonplace and I am no longer bothered by it. She has seen plenty of me so I slip out of my clothes and walk over to the parcel butt naked. Inside is a uniform. Though it is designed much like her own, as I put it on I find out that it was tailored to strain over my chest, buttons fighting for their life to hold back my large breasts and giving peek of the lingerie bra underneath. The skirt feels like it reveals my entire legs, with how relatively short it is over my thick butt. I look like a schoolgirl who suddenly grew by ten years yet wears the same clothes.

Chloe claps her hands excitedly, her eyes wide with delight as she takes my form in. "Oh Lizzie, you look perfect! The skirt is just the right length to show off your...assets and the top... well it leaves very little to imagination." She steps closer poking at the buttons. "Better be careful or these bad boys will go flying!"

I bear with it patiently, she needs to gloat a little. "So Chloe... You have me looking just like a student now. I don't teach any classes anymore, you took them all. So why don't you finally reveal what this is about?"

Chloe's smile grows wider, though her eyes are cold and calculating. She steps back her arms crossing over her chest. She is wearing a rainbow necktie today, clearly breaking the regulations, but who would dare to speak up? "Well it is quite simple Lizzie. I have decided that you are not fit to be a teacher anymore. You are far too... inexperienced at it. So you will get to watch from the front seat so to speak."

"So... what is my role here now? Am I just your toy? A trophy to be paraded around to remind everyone of your power?"

Her laughter rings out, high-pitched and clear. "Trophy? As if I need such a crude reminders... No my dear, you are my pet project, my little experiment." She circles around me like a predator, her gaze roaming over my body appreciatively. "As for your role... you will be keeping me company during my lessons...from amongst the students."

_"Oh it is much worse than I thought... of course it is." _I realize what is truly at play here. I thought she was aiming to ruin my reputation completely but that is far too unambitious of a goal for her...she plans to delete my self-esteem alongside it. "So you want our roles to reverse... I am your student and you are my teacher now? Is that what this is about?"

"Bingo, Lizzie! You are such a bright girl aren't you..." she says half mockingly. "I have decided that you need some extra...examples of how one is to teach. Though I don't think you will get much opportunity to try for yourself, I have much better things for you to do. Either way, who else is more suited to show you the ropes than me?" She leans in close, hot breath against my ear. "Imagine it Lizzie. You are a student again and you are under my complete control now."

I do imagine it, the laughter of the class as she explains that due to my inadequate abilities, she decided that I need some teaching of my own and am joining as a student from today. That they should treat me like one of them... Before I realize it I moan a little, though I quickly stop myself hoping she didn't notice how much that aroused me... but of course she did.

"See Lizzie? You are already responding to the idea. Your body knows what it wants...well your body knows what I want and that is more important. It's just your mind that needs to catch up." Her hand slides down my back, coming to rest on the curve of my ass. "But don't worry. I will help you adjust to your new life... after all I am your teacher."

"So what? Am I to call you Ms. Chloe now? Sit in your classes in this ridiculous outfit as everyone makes fun of me?"

She hums thoughtfully, her hand still resting on my ass. "Ms. Chloe you say... I like the sound of that. Yes you will call me that at least for the time being. If you fail to address me properly, I will punish you." She gives my cheek a firm squeeze, an unusually forward thing from her. "And yes, you will be sitting in my classes, probably distracting everyone in your uniform." She turns away from me and pulls out something from her bag. "Catch."

I scramble to do so, finding a timetable. I realize that she truly plans to make me act like a student. In my near thirties I am going to sit with these teenagers...

Chloe pauses to watch my reactions. "Surprised Lizzie? Don't be. You know I always get what I want." She checks her watch, as mirk playing on her lips. "Now we have a class to get to... Shall we?"