Show time!

Meredith walked to the middle of the room, bringing the students to a hush and their attention to her, "Hello class. Professor Rana had to...attend to something. So I will be your sub for today's lesson on figure drawing. Get your pencils ready and....Begin!" With that she threw her trench coat off her shoulders and onto the floor behind her along with her sunglasses, then kicked off her heels. Her gorgeous naked body was all there for the class to see to which some were shocked, others aroused. Mrs. Grant struck a pose, pushing her ass out, one leg in front of the other her, left hand on her hip and right in the hair behind her head, and seductive look on her face. Some oggled the massive twin orbs on her chest while those opposite of them had a great view of her tanned, round ass.

Hands awkwardly moved to the canvas to start drawing the nude form of the unannounced "substitute" standing before them. Many were flustered and red, caught off-guard by this situation while others found it a bit funny and giggled in their little groups. The class was occupied mostly by young college kids, mostly women, but there were a few older men and women. There was a pudgy man in his forties, embarrassed, sitting at his canvas next to a more elderly man who looked unchanged by the nude MILF. Either he was blind and couldn't tell what was going on, or he might have been dead. Two others attempted this class past thier prime, a woman in her mid forties and a slightly younger one. The former seemed to be angered by this shameful display, but continued as she didn't want to fail this class. The other was a sheep who followed the older woman's every command; she seemed intrigued but shy about Meredith's apparent brash exhibitionism.

Among the younger peoples there were three groups of girls, two groups of guys, and one mixed group. Four rich girls made up one, thee stereotypical popular girls made up another, and and the last four were uncategorized. The one group of guys were five jocks sporting jerseys and tracks suits displaying the school logo, and the other contained Auggie and his two friends from earlier. The rich girls felt the same as the older housewife (both secretly jealous of Meredith's giant rack and big ass), the popular girls giggled as they worked, the jocks found it hard to draw their "sub", the three nerds imagined what Meredith had planned, and the mixed group and third group of women went along with the figure drawing as if it were any normal day

A significant amount of time had passed since the start of class and Meredith told the students to finish up their sketches as she moved her clothes to the desk. She then went around the room, still stark naked, and looked at everyone's drawings. Most had done very adequately with basic human figures, some had exaggerated Meredith's more prominent features, a few were very poor with having sad stick figures, and some students showed a surprising talent for art with perfect pictures of Mrs. Grant accomplished by skilled hands and sharpened pencils. She attempted to stay in character as she finally formulated the second half of the lesson, "Alright class. It seems most of you need some help in caputuing the female form. So, I want you to start again."

The circle of canvases showed their backs once again to the luscious, bare beauty who took a different pose this time. One foot on its toes, both hands grasping her wide hips, elbows behind her, chin held up slightly, and back arched to give it a bit of curve. The students started, once again, drawing her in the new pose and went on doing so for about ten minutes before Mrs. Grant intervened. She went around the room to take a look at their progress, not caring what (of any) they had made. She shook her head and returned to the center of the room, hands on her hips, "You all need a serious aid to capture the artistic value of the feminine form! You there! The one in the letterman's jacket. Why in the hell are you wearing that to an art class? Nevermind. Come up here." The jock she called out nervously walked up to the nude and enchanting blonde bimbo, awaiting further instruction. The lovely "sub" gaspbed the boy by the wrist and put his right hand up to the warm, soft skin of her right breast and gave the kid a naughty look before addressing the class, "I want you all to come up and feel the different curves so you get a better understanding of what you're drawing. The faces of those who'd been skeptical of this lesson from the start leaped from questionable stares to ones of shock as many other men and women came up to join the stunned teen in feeling up this lustful stranger.

"Umm, Mrs...Actually never told us your name. This is outrageous! A teacher would do no such thing! What kind of college is this?! Do you even have a degree?!", yelled the angry forty year old as she stood up in defiance of this sinful display.

Meredith was ever calm in handling the woman all whilst being felt up by many pairs of hands roaming the contours of her body and topping it off with a smile. "I have several degrees, my major being biology (wink), but I'm qualified enough to at the least, substitute for this class. And this is just a physical teaching aid so that you and your classmates may be able to harness the power of pen, pencil, and or brush. I take no pleasure in this," she said lying her way beautifully back into control of the situation, "Now if you please. Can you sit back down and continue your work, or join your fellow students in bettering their artistic skills?" The woman begrudgingly sat back down with her arms crossed and tried to ensure this blantant injustice to human decency and morality.