finishing with Ms. Stimpson

"You are a silly little bimbo," said Mr. Horner.

Patricia giggled and blushed.

"A good striptease ends up with you on your knees in front of my sucking my cock!"

"Oh, yeah, how silly of me!" said Patricia before breaking off in a series of giggles.

"She dropped to her knees, and Mr. Horner stood up to undo his coveralls. After he had his cock free, she started to go down on it.

He thought about her as she bobbed up and down and he put his hands on her head and **** her all the way forward when she bobbed forward. She did have three children, so how to explain her new youth. And two of the three had gone to this school and were good kids, so with the bone in hand, he restored her to her orginal age, but he did firm up her ass, hips, and legs, and melt some excess fat off and firm up her boobs which age had started to sag. He then plumped her lips slightly and gave her hair more body and a bit more length.

"Wow, you LOVE sucking cock, you silly bimbo!" he said.

"Mmmmmm, mmmmm, MMMMM!" she moaned.

He finally came. "You love swallowing cum. You love the taste of cum, especially my cum."

Ms. Stimpson sat back and smiled as she licked her lips.

"That was good, but you definitely need practice."

"Awwww!" said the hurt Patricia.

"Tell you what you do. Find a college bar somewhere. Every Friday and Saturday night go there and find a nice young college boy and get him to let you suck his cock in the men's room. Try not to use the same boy twice, or he'll think you're a slut. Practice for me. And when you and I are not alone somewhere, you'll act like a proper assistant principal, but you love to have the young men here lust after your body, so from now on, lose the pant suits and wear TIGHT knee lengh skirts and TIGHT sweaters, wear heels at least three inches tall, and always wear hot pink or bright red lipstick and sway your hips when you walk. Got that?"

"Oh yeah! That sounds great!"

"Good, now give me my hundred bucks, and spend the next hour in here lying naked on your desk and masturbating while you think of me. Don't let anyone in. See ya, you stupid bimbo!"

He raised her IQ back, but made sure she got off on acting like a bimbo for him. He also figured he could alter her age back when they were alone again.

He strolled confidently out of the office and down the hall back towards the gym.

"Mr. Horner!" said a voice behind him.

His shouders dropped. He knew that voice. It was Miss Gatlin, the girls PE coach. She was a total tomboy, but cute in a way. She was just two years out of college.

"Yes, Miss Gatlin," Said Mr. Horner, clutching the bone.

"The Girls Locker room STILL needs the toilets cleaned properly! They're starting to smell, and my girls are complaining!"

Mr. Horner smiled. "Stimpson and I came to an understanding, and I'm sure you and I can too."