Make Mrs. Cooper (and the other teachers) sexier

When Kevin and Samantha arrived in front of the AP Bio class, she gave him a peck on the lips and wished him a good class. Kevin thanked her with a slap on the butt as she turned to leave, something which elicited a giggle out of the tall redhead. Feeling pretty good about himself, Kevin made his way into the classroom just as the second bell started to ring.

As he walked through the door, Mrs. Cooper turned to look at him. The older woman curled the edges of her lips up into a small smile, "Ah, Mr. Scott. I was starting to worry you might actually be late for once."

"Sorry, had some... trouble in the hall," Kevin told her, "It's handled though."

"Good to hear," the teacher said, "Now go and take your seat, so I can start class."

Kevin nodded and made his way to an empty desk in the second row. Once he sat down and got out his notebook, Mrs. Cooper turned to the whiteboard and began writing, "Alright class, today we'll be talking about the differences between RNA and DNA and their roles in the cell..."

Kevin would usually pay attention in this class, even if the topic was something he was already familiar with like it was today. But then again he usually wasn't escorted to class by his cheerleader concubine, so today wasn't really a day for his usual behavior. Instead of taking notes, he looked over Mrs. Cooper, thinking about what he wanted to do.

It wasn't like he was planning on being vindictive with her like he had been with Jess and Brad. Unlike them, Mrs. Cooper had never been mean to Kevin, rather pleasant in fact. Sure, she was a bit harsh with students who didn't take her class seriously, but those who showed her and her class respect got respect in return.

Of course, Mrs. Cooper wasn't exactly a spry young thing anymore either. Though not decrepit, wrinkles lined her face, especially around the eyes and mouth, and her frizzy salt and pepper hair had far more of the former than the latter. But she was still attractive enough that Kevin could tell that she was probably a looker in her youth. He just wished he was in her class back then.

...Hey, that could work.

Even knowing that Mrs. Cooper wouldn't hear him due to his earlier wish, Kevin still kept his voice low as he said aloud, "I was that Mrs. Cooper was... scratch that, I wish any teacher at this school that isn't an attractive woman under 35 would become one." Might as well spread the love to the rest of the school.

The change caused by his wish became apparent pretty damn fast. The years seemed to melt off of Mrs. Cooper as her skin smoothed and wrinkles vanished. Her graying hair darkened and grew in volume, becoming beautiful curly brunette hair tied in a somewhat messy bun behind her head. Her body firmed up, and she even seemed to grow a bit taller as her back issues went away with her age. Within the span of a few seconds, Mrs. Cooper went from an older woman nearing the end of middle age to the kind of hot teacher every high school boy fantasized about.

As she walked and talked about RNA replicase, Kevin saw that even her clothes had subtly changed. While she was still dressed conservatively, her sweater and slacks were more of the style of a nerd not too concerned with being fashionable rather than an older woman's style of conservatism, and her horn-rimmed glasses had been replaced by ones with somewhat thinner frames. After a few minutes though, during which he took the occasional notation to avoid drawing attention to himself, Kevin was tempted to see what was underneath said clothing. He almost straight up wished her to be naked, but then he hit upon an idea that he liked even better.

Writing down the wish beforehand on a piece of scratch paper to make sure he got the wording right, he eventually settled on a version of it he thought would get the desired result. He waited until Mrs. Cooper was looking at another student, then looked down and read what he wrote: "I wish that all of the teachers at this school wore incredibly sexy outfits that are in some way themed or otherwise related to the subject they are teaching."

When he was done speaking, he immediately erased the now-unneeded sentence cluttering his notebook page. By the time he had finished doing so and looked back up, the change had already finished. And boy howdy was it a change.

Mrs. Cooper's outfit now consisted of a white lab coat that looked to be a size or two too small for her. The top couple of buttons were left undone, giving a window for the top half of her large boobs to stick out, showing off her lacy black bra and confirming that she wasn't wearing anything else underneath her coat. And if that wasn't enough, when she walked Kevin could hear the clacking of her heels on the linoleum tile, which fit snugly over nylon stockings with multiple black lace DNA strands sewn in a mesmerizing pattern that ran up her supple legs and to what Kevin assumed was a garter belt just under her coat. Even her face, while still keeping the glasses and hairdo she had before the wish, now sported a hint more of blush and eyeliner than before, and cherry red lipstick on her lips. Kevin happily ogled her, doing his best to push aside the thought of what she looked like only a few minutes ago. No offense to the old Mrs. Cooper, but it was kind of a boner killer.

Mrs. Cooper continued to talk, but at this point Kevin was more focused on his new pet project to fill the school with sexy teachers than anything she was saying. A small voice at the back of his mind had concerns that he was focusing too much on sex and objectifying others rather than anything beneficial, but that was drowned out by the much louder voice originating from a place far lower on his body. Even when Mrs. Cooper was looking directly at him and saying something, Kevin didn't really pay attention until she said his name for about the third time.

"Huh?" he mumbled, blinking as he did his best to focus on making eye contact with her.

"I said are you alright, Mr. Scott?" Mrs. Cooper asked. Damn, even her voice sounded sexier without the scratchiness that came with age.

"Y-Yeah, I'm alright," he said, "Just, uh... distracted."

"Well try to pay attention, okay?" she said, with that disappointed frown Kevin was more familiar seeing directed at other students, "Just because your grades are high doesn't mean you can't slip, and neither of us want to see that happen, now do we?"

"N-No ma'am," Kevin said with a slight cough, eliciting a snicker from someone behind him. Mrs. Cooper gave him a look of concern, then went back to her lesson.

Looking back, Kevin noticed that there was a clear divide in the students that didn't seem to be there before. Both male and female students were taking notes, and sneaking peeks as the new and improved Mrs. Cooper while they did, but whereas the boys did so with unrestrained glee at her skimpy outfit, the girls did so with judgmental glares, the kind that made Kevin feel a bit guilty. He had turned his biology teacher into, to put it bluntly, a fetishized version of herself, and while he did love it he also felt bad that it apparently meant the girls in the class would see her as a tramp. Especially since he hadn't done a thing to change his teacher's actual mind, only her outer appearance.

His conscience told him to change her back to normal, or at least put her in normal clothing, but the devious, perverted part of him that fucked around with Jess had a different idea. Kevin decided that if he was going to commit to his prior wishes, he might as well make sure all the students could enjoy them. So rather than undoing anything, his next wish was, "I wish that all the female students at this school who aren't attracted to women become so, and that even those that would usually be judgmental of how others dress would secretly perv or crush on the teachers just as often the guys."

The atmosphere in the room changed immediately. While the boys in the room were pretty much the same, the girls' judgmental glares had softened, and he caught a couple of them staring at Mrs. Cooper's behind for slightly longer than necessary. One adorable looking blonde girl with black-framed glasses in the back wasn't even being subtle, her chin resting in her hands as she stared at Mrs. Cooper with honest-to-goodness puppy dog eyes. Deciding to have a bit more fun with everyone, Kevin said, "I wish that the teachers of this school would start unconsciously teasing the class sexually while they taught, without realizing they are doing it even if it's pointed out to them."

Turning back to the front, the change was small yet obvious. Mrs. Cooper's step had a bit more of a sashay to it that made her bubble butt sway enticingly as she walked back and forth along the front of the class. When she asked a boy in the front row to tell her what enzyme reads DNA, she leaned forward enough to give him a nice view down the front of her coat, causing the boy and several students behind him to blush heavily. And at one point she actually dropped a pen and straight up bent over at the waist to pick it up, while facing away from the class, giving everyone the faintest peek of her lace panties (something which Kevin saw the blonde bite her lip at hard enough to actually draw blood). By the end of the class, pretty much everyone was flustered as hell, and Kevin's cock was straining in his pants.

Kevin packed up his things, noting with a chuckle that several guys (and even a girl or two) were keeping their books unusually close to their groins. As he picked up his bag and made his way out the door, he said, "See you next class, Mrs. Cooper."

"I hope you feel better Mr. Scott," she replied.

"Huh?" he said, stopping to look at her quizzically.

"Come on, you didn't think I wouldn't notice you barely taking notes today, did you?" she asked with a frown, "You're usually so much better at paying attention than the other students, even in the AP class. It makes me think something might be going around."

"Maybe," Kevin said halfheartedly.

"Seriously, if you start feeling worse Kevin, go to the nurse and get a check-up," Mrs. Cooper said with a slightly maternal tone, "School is important, but your personal health is just as vital to take care of."

"Don't worry, I will," Kevin said. Man, she must legitimately be worried if she was actually using his first name.

"Good," she said with the same small smile she greeted him with earlier, "Now, you better get going. You don't want to be late."

"R-Right," Kevin said, though he was hesitant to leave. Even though it was the same Mrs. Cooper in personality, the woman before him was a hundred times hotter, and the show she had just put on for the class had gotten him as hot and bothered as the rest of the class. Maybe it wouldn't hurt to stick around and have a bit of 'personal time' with the new teacher. On the other hand, he was curious to see if Jess managed to get rid of her gag, or what other shenanigans he could get up to before next period...

...Surprisingly it was actually a much harder decision to make than he felt it had any right to be.