Your servant

Jess noodles around with her phone Shauna stammering as reality warped further “Um I think he’s your unwilling servant who has to do everything you say.”

Jess glances up from her phone with an amused expression on her face and asks “Oh and why’s that?”

Shauna trailed off once again looking confused and scratching her head “Because you basically run the place and almost everyone has to do what you say.”

Jess smirks at her handiwork and played it off like it’s always been that way “oh yeah, it’s hard getting used to.”

Shauna rolls her eyes “Sure, anyway I’m off to class.”

Jess replied saying that she does as well before snapping back to you with a shit eating grin on her face “For now on you will only be addressed as bitch. Come along bitch we have literature class next.”

Walking through the hallway she spotted her ex Brad talking to some dumb cheerleader. Typing angrily at her phone you glanced back at Brad to see that his sporty gym attire was rapidly warping and shifting on his body causing him to panic and the cheerleader to start backing up with a terrified look on her face. Brad began shrink in height and doubled over in pain as his short beard got increasingly sparse, his muscles began to visibly dwindle and his hair grew out into a pair of long pigtails. He shrieked at his girlfriend in his cracking voice “Don’t just stand there help me!”

The cheerleader took off terrified down the hallway and you winced hearing a small slurping noise from Brad’s crotch as his his short frame grew increasingly dainty and his hairless arms and legs lost what remaining muscle he had. Brad cried and ran off to the school nurse as his budding breasts became B cups looking like a gawky coltish girl as Jess laughed at his misfortune. Glancing over at you with a wicked smile and a mischievous gleam in her eye “Let that be a lesson bitch, I’m a dangerous person to cross.”

You dryly gulped and nodded as you walked with her to your next class. Arriving there Jess continued bullying kids with her phone making a girl fatter, giving a boy a lisp but only you seemed to notice it for some reason. Eventually the teacher Mrs. Denning asked Jess to put her phone away during class time, briefly complying until the teacher turned her attention elsewhere Jess concealed her phone as she typed away under her desk.

Suddenly you saw the elderly woman shudder as she began to transform as she taught her class her posture improving and her paunch melting away as she began regressing into a middle aged woman and her speech became simpler. “And, like this Mark Twain guy even owned a train yard.”

You looked around to see if anyone was seeing this but it was only you and Jess who seemed aware of what was happening. The bookish old woman’s clothes became more stylish and revealing as she continued transforming into a well worn bimbo with big fake tits and a fat ass. Jess was now texting openly knowing that all the new Ms. Denning cares about really is helping the gym teacher cheat on his wife. You shifted uncomfortably as the class finished up and the whole scene was enough to put you on edge for the rest of the day. Oddly enough it seemed as though Jess forgot about her new app for a bit and the rest of the day proceeded regularly until..