Screw around with them from the shadows

You snicker mischievously at the bewilderment of the girls, all looking around at her now inflated gazongas that just happened to spring forth and contort Taylor's tank top, and making it rise, showing an amazing amount of underboob. Megan looks especially mixed by the situation, a mixture of jealousy and shock mixing into a stew of perplexion that was her facial expression. "Y-your chest, they're HUGE!" Megan stated, continuing where she left off.

You listen to the murmur of stunned girls, and watch Taylor try to tug the top back down over the new bouncy funbags, but it only serves to make them dance around more as the bus jostles about, and in turn, continue her one-girl juggling act. Despite their size, they are in fact quite perky, and ever the bounciest. A true middle finger to science telling them it's impossible. Well, you think, _Normally impossible until you get the powers of..._You stop your inner monologue to wonder what all the light and capitalised text was, until you feel the bus turn off and park.

Miss Samson seemed to have stopped the bus after hearing the ruckus going on behind her, and moved around her seat to get a good look behind her at what the commotion could be, shouting over her shoulder, "Okay, what's the issue here? It better be important for you to all be crowding around!"

You actually notice now that the whole cheer squad is forming a wall around her, getting out of their seats for a closer look. The only reason YOU could see her was that there was a convenient gap in the crowd for you to spy through from your seat. At least I was close enough to them to have that gap, you think. You move over a little to get into a better position to look, when you feel the rustling of papers on your lap, remembering the now complete Spanish homework. You then start feeling annoyed at the remembrance of you having to do it for them. Megan especially, she never pays attention in Spanish class, and doesn't even know what 'hola' means. You ponder for a brief second, thinking that you may be able to work with this.

You wish that Megan would only be able to speak Spanish, but also say and do embarrassing things while doing so. This should provide some fun for the bilingual, you figure. Just as you wished for it, Megan was in the middle of calling out to Miss Samson, but what she calls out is not what she expected at all. "Es sus tetas, señora, acaban de crecer super grande! Deseo que mis pechos eran tan grandes! ay ay ay~" she says melodically, as if excited about it, even gesturing by shimmying her chest and grinning like an 'idiota', until she heard her voice.

She slapped both hands to the offending orifice, she didn't know what she said, but she didn't like the way she said it. You yourself are holding in your giggles because, unlike her, you actually paid attention in class and know exactly what she said. The other girls also glance at her in shock also while Miss Samson makes her way down the aisle, confused at what Megan said, her only knowing a small lick of Spanish herself.

With a quick wish, you make her think nothing has changed. "What the hell, girls?" she exclaims. "There's nothing wrong with you!" But the girls are all flabbergasted at what they see. Megan's hands lift to the back of her head as she shakes her cleavage again and says saucily, "Ay, señorita Samson, te ves super linda en ese traje de conejo! Incluso yo quiero hacerte mierda!" before slamming her hands back where they were, groaning in anger over her traitorous body. You may have also included that Miss Samson be dressed as a sexy playboy bunny as her standard clothing.

The cyan corset hugs her boobs tightly, creating some nice cleavage, and her long legs are encased in sexy fishnets and arced in five-inch sky-blue heels. Her blond hair is framed by a large pair of cute rabbit ears, wrists adorned with white cuffs, and neck in a white collar and an overly large bowtie, making her look like a present. Not to mention the large powderpuff of a tail, stuck to her tailbone on the corset. Miss Samson looks over to Megan and rolls her eyes, not knowing what she said, and makes her way back to the driver's seat, giving her rear a merry shake after every three steps. "Get back in your seats, We need to get back on the road!" she says, annoyed at their apparent antics.

The other girls return to their seats, bewildered by what's happening. They talk amongst each other, trying to find theories on what's happening. You continue to chuckle, but you feel like you can cause some more pranks...

(Spanish translation proudly sponsored by: Google Translate.)