Students → Teachers

My head spirals with distracted, disjointed thoughts as I focus on the unfocused thing in the thing I should be not forgetting to focus on. I had a mission and a purpose and I feel like it's all gone gone gone somewhere that it shouldn't have been going in a way I didn't intend. I wanted to... what did I want? I wanted to make... a better educator? A better education? I... can just barely see the words, fudgy and fuzzed as they are, and do my best to mental my marshal strength. Something here is wrong. Something wrong is there.

What word? I focus and think and the first thing that looks strange is... 'student?' Yes, that's a nice and harmless word to focus on, and it doesn't hurt as much. I didn't want to make my Professor a 'student,' I wanted to make her a 'teacher.' I---!

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I... was in a conference call with Sarah? Sarah, yes. My trusted colleague. We were... discussing the students, the syllabus? She made a proposal, she makes lots of proposals. Today, she seemed excited. Buoyant. Passionate in a way that, although Sarah has always loved her job, seemed frankly appropriate for her.

She had just turned on her camera. Her monitor was displaying perfectly rational nonsense that I was probably not quite smart enough to understand, given it's well known how peerless Sarah's intellect is compared to most of us. I noticed that her eyes were re-- eally bright and excited, as she began to say her piece and then... the world froze.

The Prompt activated, and something about Sarah, or the scene, or the world at large just... didn't agree with anything else.

But that headache's... not gone, but just... not as important, now? I feel like I've got my thoughts back in order at least: I was working with Sarah to improve educational standards, right? To that end, I wanted to... I wanted to do what... what was I going to do with the Prompt to do that? I definitely wanted to use the Prompt to make things happen smoother, of course, because why wouldn't I **** such a power to make my life easier but...

...but how was I...?

(teacher x1.1, modest breasts, slut hair, long hair, nsfw shirt, sitting, genius glasses, lanyard, keyboard, [magically turning teachers into demons x1.1])