See where the day takes you

You decided to stay in Charlotte’s body for a bit longer, might as well finish out the day. However you were more occupied with having fun than attending to your teacherly duties. After showering you immediately went to the nearest bathroom, locked yourself in the stall, removed your pants, threw your legs up and went to town on yourself. Your long and slender fingers diving in and out of your pussy, occasionally rubbing your engorged clit. You swap hands as you go, tasting Charlotte’s delicious juices while you continue fingerfucking yourself. Her pussy tastes of honey, honestly one of the best things you’ve tried. You make sure that her ass isn’t neglected either. You pull the butt plug from yourself, feeling your anus gaped wide open from having the large object in it all day.

Your fingers move from the wet depths of her snatch to the dry confines of her ass, you can fit up to four fingers in there now. You never realized anal could be this pleasurable as your pumping away at it.

You were acting like a horny middle schooler discovering masturbation for the first time but you didn’t care, wasn’t your body anyways.

After what seemed like an eternity, you came and stood up to slide your pants and panties back up. Checking your phone, you realized that you were 15 minutes late to class.

Shit. You open the stall door and run down the empty hallways and up the stairs to get to your kinesiology class, cursing your persistent horniness. You were thankful no one was in the hallways as your tits nearly popped out of your shirt due to you not wearing a bra. Luckily this body was in top shape and you made it there in record time without breaking a sweat. You take a minute to collect yourself, making sure your hair isn’t a mess and your clothes are in good order. You reach into the waistband of your pants to ensure your butt plug is firmly in and you're good to go.

Entering the room, you see the typical sight of a class in which the teacher is absent. Students talking amongst themselves and playing on their phones. You head to your desk and clear your throat, “Good afternoon class. Sorry for being late, I got held up in a meeting.” You reach under the desk for your laptop case and start setting up for your lesson. Digging through your brain you remember the lesson plan for today and say, “Open your textbooks to chapter 15, we will be picking up where we left off.”

As you're getting your laptop plugged into the projector and fixing the settings on Ms. Dawson’s laptop as she wasn’t as technologically inclined as you were, your eyes catch a hand being raised at the back of the class. It takes you a second to remember her name, “Yes Emilia?”

As John, you’d never seen or heard of Emilia before but Charlotte’s memories helped fill in the blanks. She was eighteen, fair skinned with long dirty blonde hair and gray eyes. She had a comfortable chest, not as imposing as your own but far from a washboard, a happy medium. She had a thin frame but from where you're standing you can see she’s made up for it with beautiful long and full legs, captured all in a pair of blue jeans, she was wearing a plain white t-shirt with a gray cardigan thrown over, looking cute but elegant.

“Are we going to discuss the test from last week?” She asked.

“I don’t see why we can’t. There is plenty of time to go over it and go about our lecture.” You respond.

“On question 18a the answer is D, but this doesn’t make sense, the same concept is brought up in the last long answer question, but in that case the wording is wrong…….”

Without noticing you begin to drown her out as you start getting lost in the wealth of knowledge Charlotte had on the subject. The question was too complex and trying to make sense of it would have taken you far too long, it wasn’t as simple as pulling a name or an experience out.

“So what is the answer?” Emilia’s voice snaps you back to reality. You see rows of expectant eyes, wanting you to have an answer but you didn’t. Startled, you quickly make up an excuse. “Could we talk about it after class? I think I’m still a bit frazzled from that meeting. Just need some time to gather my thoughts.”

“Fine.” Emilia grumbled, she cared a lot about her grades from what you remembered. She must have been feeling peeved by your inability to answer.

Undeterred you start the lesson and it goes off without a hitch. You spend the next thirty minutes answering some simple questions and reading of the slides for the most part. However in the back of your mind what happened at the beginning of class begins to gnaw at you. This whole time you’d been in Charlotte’s body had been one big power trip but this was the one time you’d faltered. You’d been made to look incompetent in front of students who looked at you for knowledge. You know you shouldn’t be bothered by it, Maybe it was just the fact you were a little drunk on power but nevertheless, Emilia had cut you deep.

After thirty minutes of lecturing, you let your class get a fifteen minute break before you continue. Most of the students leave to go talk amongst themselves in the hallway, others stay and just busy themselves with their phones.

Meanwhile, you spend the break searching through Charlotte’s memories trying to comprehend the question given to you by Emilia. You’re able to just get a basic grasp of what she was asking and feel confident you could give a decent answer to it. This doesn’t make you feel any better about how that lowly floozy treated you and a mischievous thought crosses your mind.

You pull out Ms. Dawson’s phone and check the possession app. Sure enough there is a notification that Emilia has been added.

Emilia Holmes. Relationship: Strangers. (Current host's student.) 18, Hypercritical and studious

You sit there staring at her name as you begin to imagine what kind of things you’d **** her to do out of ****. Perhaps she’d show up to school naked? Strip in class and start masturbating in front of anyone? Or maybe you could let her be ravaged by a group of guys willing to take advantage of her. She definitely needs to be brought down a peg. A girl like that has to have some dark secrets she doesn’t want getting out too. If anything you hope that her body responds as well as Charlotte’s does to sexual stimuli. You do end up putting the phone away however, you can’t simply leave Charlotte just yet as class still needs to finish out. All that thinking about sex though has you horny again and you find yourself eyeing up your students, men and women alike. You wonder if Charlotte used to do this from time to time, there were so many handsome boys you could easily take advantage of and there were plenty of girls you thought who’d do anything for an A. Again though such scandalous thoughts couldn’t have been acted out now, teasing of the students in front of everyone would have led to suspicion. Before you know it the fifteen minute break ends and you get back to lecturing, finishing in record time with thirty minutes to spare.

“Well that was today’s lesson, that wasn’t a lot right? Why don’t you guys get going early? My treat.” You thought it was the least you could do, might as well use your powers do something nice.

Some of your students seem quite happy to be to be early while others, especially Emilia are clearly pissed at your decision. Everyone starts piling out of the classroom and you can hear from them a variety of things, some positive and some negative. Their jeers don’t really bother you much, they can get the fuck over it. Much to your dismay, Emilia stays behind and comes up to your desk.

“Why are you ending class early like this!” Emilia places her hands on her hips. “You didn’t even cover everything in the lesson!”

“Watch your tone with me young lady, I covered the main topics. You’re a smart girl, you can read the rest.” You say slightly annoyed, venom on your lips as you articulate “Smart girl.”

“Don’t patronize me Ms. Dawson. I know I’m perfectly capable of comprehending the whole lesson. Speaking of which, You still didn’t answer my question.”

“Well Emilia if you really were so smart you would have realized that the original question was asking….” You give a sufficient answer which she seems to be okay with.

“Ugh, Finally. That’s what I was looking for.” She pulls out her textbook and opens it to even MORE questions. “I was also wondering about these five, I got them right on the test of course but I just don’t understand why they came to the conclusions that they did. If you could just..” You attempt to come up with answers but once again you’ve spaced out.

“Are you even paying attention, Ms. Dawson!” Emilia yelled, snapping you out of your memory trance. You react in response, shaking your head and snapping to attention but it’s a little too late. “I can’t believe this, just forget it. It’s clear to me you spend too much time in the gym to be a real teacher . You just quit honestly.” She grabbed her things and stormed off before you could even come up with a retort, slamming the door behind her.

That fucking little bitch! Does she even know who she’s talking to? I”ll show her. Your face twisted into a scowl as you reached into your pocket for Ms. Dawson’s phone. Angrily scrolling through the possession app you find Emilia’s name and hover your finger over the possess button.

Your mind is racing with more potential possibilities for ****. Maybe you could take her that sex shop and upload some scandalous pictures of her fucking and sucking random dudes or try and bed Stephanie. There was also a more moderate side of you that was less incensed by her behavior, would you really give up this sexy fit body for some haughty teenager?