As the students poured in, they instantly noticed their teacher. In particular the pair of what looked like hams trying to burst out of a pair of ill fitting booty shorts and a similair white shirt. It was clear that Mrs. Botin wasn't wearing any underwear at all.
"Please take a seat and we'll begin the lesson soon." She nervously said as she continuned writing her name and the lesson plan on the board. Desparingly the comments from most of the boys were clear to Serena that they were not at all paying attention to anything other than the cheeks poking out of the shorts, slowly revealing more with each letter she wrote. The bell rang as the final student came in with an astounded whispered "I want some cake suddenly."
The young woman inhaled deeply before letting out an equal exhale, which in turn caused the stress on her shorts wouldn't take the exercised rear anymore as they flew from Serena's body and conventionally into the trash can revealing her very round, very full Latina peachy, splendor to her classmates already focused on the female anatomy they were learning in Art today. Serena gasped a bit as she dove her hands to clamp her hairy nether regions her shirt followed suit and tore down her back sliding off her body, giving the peers a peek of caramel skinned girth that was her magnifcent sideboob.
"Ohmygodno..." she whispered unintentionally leaning into the whiteboard squishing her tits against it, at the same time revealing a bit of her lips as well as the roundness of her ass to the class.
"Holy shit dude..."
"I didn't know art could be this interesting!"
"Wait, are we doing nude models so soon?"
The last comment gave Sernea an idea. She had to decide if she just listen to her head and run out of the classroom into the halls naked, or try and stay to convince the class this is just part of the day today. Even if it meant having her first period immortalize her in sketch.
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