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calmly walked down the mostly empty hallways on the top floor to her classroom, an armload of books balanced against her body with one arm tightly trying to hold the stack, while the other hand was holding onto her little wheely case that held all her papers and other teaching necessities for this weeks lectures on historical creatures as to how they tied significantly into roles that helped define their places and likewise, assisted those who had and used them in furthering life into modern day. She managed to not drop too many books here and there, till she finally got to her teaching area and again, somehow managed to get into her big room and still keep most of the stack braced against her slender body. \nUnlike most of the other female teachers, Miss Maresly wasn't ( as many other students, particularly female ) put it.. as \"robust\" as those in the faculty as well as the greatest chunk of the student body itself. She was, in short.. rather plain. She stood a mere 5 foot three inches tall.. was of slender ( some say almost willowy) build, and as for breasts and buttocks.. she had ( again as most others put it ).. \"Very little\" to offer. To put it bluntly, she was short, scrawny, bookish and even tho she had a proper teaching demeanor and COULD be stern and focused, when it came to other matters outside the classroom, she was someone that one could virtually pass right by her in a crowd on the street and not even realize she was there. \"Ordinary\" was a good way to put it and still be kind. Very very ordinary. \nThere were times when she hated being such. She had never went out for athletics or most any sort of physical things when she was growing up.. as she was called a skinny stick, wheezy sapling or any other handfuls of unkind words that kids dreamed up. She couldn't run very fast and was almost always the last one to be picked for any sort activities, and friends were virtually nonexistent. Books became her friends, and as she grew, so did her intellect. But while her intelligence and excellent grades eventually lead her to landing a teaching job in a prestigious college in another state years later, she was still just as softly quiet and blended into the background as any other person of her \"type\" might on any given day. \n\nShe padded over to her desk and carefully sat down the stack of books on top of a low bookshelf and took a few moments to gather up the few she'd dropped inside the door, pulling at her clothes just a little and muttering that even wearing a nice skirt in this early summer weather didn't mean any of the male faculty or even a few \"secret\" males of the student body might give her a passing glance. She was just too plan and had to face the fact that she had virtually \"NO\" body to offer anyone's sensibilities for most any reason.\nShe passed out the slender books, putting one on each desk and spent the next 40 minutes getting the room and herself ready for when her first load of students were to show up for their 11 am history classes. As she readied her own materials on the desk, something caught her eye that she'd overlooked. \n There on the middle of her desk ( she'd put it aside without realizing it at first ) was a small metal box with colorful small bits of rounded stones in the lid and the box itself was a gold and silver colored metal that was both light and smooth, but which (oddly) felt pleasing to her touch. It was six inches long and three inches wide, and about twice as thick as her middle finger. Opening it carefully, while keeping it pointed away from her face \n( she'd learned the hard way that sometimes, some of the past students had a penchant for some rather cruel practical jokes. These cost them later on, as they found out while laughing at her, that she could do considerable harm to their academic standings.. she might be a wallflower, but she had considerable credentials in the school faculty based on her past successes, and those who pushed her would find out the hard way, that she could make it QUITE rotten for them for their little \"jokes at the scrawny teachers expense\". \nShe hated doing it, but she wasn't going to be the butt of anyone's jokes, pure and simple. ) \n\nWhen nothing happened after she'd pulled the lid off and waited ( with it pointed away from her at arm's length ) for a minute or two.. she drew it back and looked inside; in the little metal box was, curiously enough, several long sticks of what appeared to be slightly off white chalk. Each one had a slight shade of color to them.. one a soft blue.. one a soft rose red and the last one a sort of pearly white that she thought she could see little flecks of silver in it and the others too. She adjusted her glasses and pulled out the blue one, as blue was one of her favorite colors. She did a few tiny scratches on the nearby chalkboard and when nothing bad happened, she figured that it might have been some sort of gift left by others in the faculty staff to help give her lessons a little bit of color. \n\n \" It might, at least, make them somewhat more visually entertaining\" she thought to herself, and it was the ringing of the class bell that shook her out of her mild silent musing as she then saw the door open and her students started to file in and get to their desks. She quickly straightened herself up and gathered both her thoughts and opened her own book with her notes to what she intended to instruct and teach this day. \nEverything went along smoothly enough when she established order, welcomed her class to her lesson, and then stood and instructed them to turn to what starting page in each slender book she'd left on their desks, as she stood and began to write on the board as she glanced at her own notes, and started talking about her primary subject. \n\n She'd barely been able to scribble three lines of her instructional before she noticed things.... happening.. \n\n IT had escaped her notice that her gaze on the board was gaining an upward angle.. The sound of silence was nice as she thought her students were just being quiet and respectful, but it was when she realized she was hearing the sound of cloth that was, at first straining, and then tearing... the more she wrote on the board. She'd only barely gotten part way through her third sentence as her mind clicked that she was no longer looking at the middle of the large board.. but was now looking DOWN at it.. her eyes were now level with the area a foot ABOVE the top line of the blackboard itself. MORE so, her chest had begun painfully pressing outward and her bra was getting more then noticeably uncomfortable as it was stretching and then pinching severely, as was the hip band of her skirt, her stockings, even her shoes and most importantly, her panties were all becoming very VERY tight to the point that she wasn't sure what was going on. \n To the students, it was more then just her clothing that was tearing.. Miss Maresly was growing.. both up and out... a LOT OF OUT!\nWith a final, sudden RIPPING sound that filled the entire classroom, the totality of her clothing virtually exploded and the normally 5 foot teacher shot up to being well over SEVEN feet tall.. her hips were now as wide as her shoulders and her legs ( normally slender and, as she liked calling them \"petite\" ) were thickening and had a new layer of sleek muscular definition. Her arms were the same way now.. sleek and visually pleasing but also with hidden strength that each limb still was beautiful to look at without being grotesquely over muscled.\nThe biggest and most impressive two things of her body was her hips and buttocks. as the few fragments of her clothing were now scattered around her.. \"hoof ..feet??\" \nand likewise.. her CHEST. She was now in possession of a set of hips and hindcheeks that any porn star or movie actress would have killed for.. and her chest.. that and five times over for any woman with a normally \"small\" set of breasts.. Her's were now bigger then the largest basketballs in the gymnasium on campus.. more then TWICE as big! \n\nEach huge mound was topped with a thick rich caramel colored areola and a nipple that was easily as thick as her thumb had been originally.. each orb was very heavy and with every breath, the double spheres shuddered and quivered. They were both weighty but also had just enough ampleness that they trembled when she moved her shoulders or body. \nHer normally shoulder length dark hair had now become a mid back length of lush deep golden brown locks.. a \"mane\" if you will.. and sitting at the base of her spine was a likewise thick fluffy horse's tail that was just as full and wavy as both the hair on her head and the huge orbs that now were her chest. Every breath she took made those giant breasts shudder, quake and the fat nipples rise and fall.\n Her butt was no exception, as she was turning and looking down at herself after standing with her front to the board for a good five or six minutes before finally turning fully around and seeing herself as her glasses were now perched on a moderately sized muzzle with a set of thick, full lush lips. \n It was only when her brain registered that there was numerous flashing going off and the class's noise was an audible hum of talk about \"The NEW Look\".. that it all fell into place.\nFor a good ten or twelve minutes, Miss Maresly had been standing there, in her new much more huge body, literally wearing nothing but the smallest scraps and bits of cloth, and giving the entire room A FREE SHOW! There was utterly nothing left of any piece of her previous garb that was able to be used to cover part of the palm of one hand. She was as naked as the day she'd been born.\n The strange blue chalk with the silvery flecks in it just slipped from her fingers and thanks to her body being somewhat next to the board, it simply fell down and then found a spot in the chalk nich that ran the length of the same blackboard, it's presence ( AND what it had done to her ) completely forgotten as the now huge naked \"Maresly\" stood there.. trying to form a word.. any sort of words.. to explain this bizzare sexual transformation from what she was to what she NOW was! \n\nPIctures were being taken as fast as fingers could make the cameras on the entire classroom full of cellphones could register.. the hum of voices in the room went from shock and surprise to outright lecherous talks about \"Get some rope and HOGTIE that big MARE!\" \nWithout even realizing what she was doing, Miss Maresly ran ( somewhat clumsily at first ) out of the room and down the hallways, heading to the stairs and trying to find someone in authority who could explain this..\n\n UNFORTUNATELY since this was a college and these floors had classrooms on every level with lessons being given at numerous odd times thorough the day, the hallways were at the least, half filled with students and or Faculty who saw the \"giant naked mare\" running down the halls from stairwell to stairwell, yelling for someone to help her as her arms tried in vain to cover up her staggering abundance. At least one or both huge tits were wobbling and shaking all over the place, and her ass and tail was quaking as she ran, her hoofs making a thick heavy CLOPPING sound on the smooth floors that was loud enough ( along with her half braying of her TRYING to form words.. but her mouth and throat was having a terrible time adjusting to itself anew ) as she ran that all she did was simply garner far more attention and tons more video and cell phone cameras getting her running past doors and down hallways, then she'd have ever realized was possible. \n\n The last thoughts on her confused mind was to find the dean. The head of this institution and beg them to HELP her in SOME way.. to at least explain this unearthly event that made her into what she now was.. SOME kind of rational explanation of some sort to help calm her mind in some way..\n( not to mention a place to hide from the thousands of eyes that were seeing her gigantic naked form bouncing down the hallway and moreso, down the stairs! ) \n\n Little did Miss Maresly realize.. This was JUST THE Beginning of her \"day's Events\".... \n\n\n [b] .... TO be CONTINUED! .. [/b]\n\n\n\nThis gloriously wonderfully fun piece done for me by the lovingly grand artistic talents of the lovely miss Catchabird; https://www.furaffinity.net/user/catchabird \n\nMiss Maresly Weather is owned and loved by me; https://inkbunny.net/sashi138 ( if you ask REALLY nicely, I might share her tho.. *winks*)", "description_bbcode_parsed": "With a soft huff of mild dejection, Miss Maresly Weather calmly walked down the mostly empty hallways on the top floor to her classroom, an armload of books balanced against her body with one arm tightly trying to hold the stack, while the other hand was holding onto her little wheely case that held all her papers and other teaching necessities for this weeks lectures on historical creatures as to how they tied significantly into roles that helped define their places and likewise, assisted those who had and used them in furthering life into modern day.   She managed to not drop too many books here and there, till she finally got to her teaching area and again, somehow managed to get into her big room and still keep most of the stack braced against her slender body.
Unlike most of the other female teachers, Miss Maresly wasn't  ( as many other students, particularly female ) put it.. as "robust" as those in the faculty as well as the greatest chunk of the student body itself.  She was, in short.. rather plain.  She stood a mere 5 foot three inches tall.. was of slender ( some say almost willowy) build, and as for breasts and buttocks.. she had ( again as most others put it )..   "Very little" to offer.   To put it bluntly, she was short, scrawny, bookish and even tho she had a proper teaching demeanor and COULD be stern and focused, when it came to other matters outside the classroom, she was someone that one could virtually pass right by her in a crowd on the street and not even realize she was there.    "Ordinary" was a good way to put it and still be kind.  Very very ordinary.
There were times when she hated being such.  She had never went out for athletics or most any sort of physical things when she was growing up.. as she was called a skinny stick, wheezy sapling or any other handfuls of unkind words that kids dreamed up.  She couldn't run very fast and was almost always the last one to be picked for any sort activities, and friends were virtually nonexistent.   Books became her friends, and as she grew, so did her intellect.  But while her intelligence and excellent grades eventually lead her to landing a teaching job in a prestigious college in another state years later, she was still just as softly quiet and blended into the background as any other person of her "type" might on any given day.

She padded over to her desk and carefully sat down the stack of books on top of a low bookshelf and took a few moments to gather up the few she'd dropped inside the door, pulling at her clothes just a little and muttering that even wearing a nice skirt in this early summer weather didn't mean any of the male faculty or even a few "secret" males of the student body might give her a passing glance.   She was just too plan and had to face the fact that she had virtually "NO" body to offer anyone's sensibilities for most any reason.
She passed out the slender books, putting one on each desk and spent the next 40 minutes getting the room and herself ready for when her first load of students were to show up for their 11 am history classes.  As she readied her own materials on the desk, something caught her eye that she'd overlooked.
 There on the middle of her desk ( she'd put it aside without realizing it at first )  was a small metal box with colorful small bits of rounded stones in the lid and the box itself was a gold and silver colored metal that was both light and smooth, but which (oddly) felt pleasing to her touch.   It was six inches long and three inches wide, and about twice as thick as her middle finger.  Opening it carefully, while keeping it pointed away from her face  
( she'd learned the hard way that sometimes, some of the past students had a penchant for some rather cruel practical jokes.  These cost them later on, as they found out while laughing at her, that she could do considerable harm to their academic standings..  she might be a wallflower, but she had considerable credentials in the school faculty based on her past successes, and those who pushed her would find out the hard way, that she could make it QUITE rotten for them for their little "jokes at the scrawny teachers expense".
She hated doing it, but she wasn't going to be the butt of anyone's jokes, pure and simple. )

When nothing happened after she'd pulled the lid off and waited ( with it pointed away from her at arm's length ) for a minute or two.. she drew it back and looked inside;  in the little metal box was, curiously enough, several long sticks of what appeared to be slightly off white chalk.  Each one had a slight shade of color to them.. one a soft blue.. one a soft rose red and the last one a sort of pearly white that she thought she could see little flecks of silver in it and the others too.  She adjusted her glasses and pulled out the blue one, as blue was one of her favorite colors.  She did a few tiny scratches on the nearby chalkboard and when nothing bad happened, she figured that it might have been some sort of gift left by others in the faculty staff to help give her lessons a little bit of color.  

  " It might, at least, make them somewhat more visually entertaining"    she thought to herself, and it was the ringing of the class bell that shook her out of her mild silent musing as she then saw the door open and her students started to file in and get to their desks.   She quickly straightened herself up and gathered both her thoughts and opened her own book with her notes to what she intended to instruct and teach this day.
Everything went along smoothly enough when she established order, welcomed her class to her lesson, and then stood and instructed them to turn to what starting page in each slender book she'd left on their desks, as she stood and began to write on the board as she glanced at her own notes, and started talking about her primary subject.

 She'd barely been able to scribble three lines of her instructional before she noticed things....    happening..  

 IT had escaped her notice that her gaze on the board was gaining an upward angle..   The sound of silence was nice as she thought her students were just being quiet and respectful, but it was when she realized she was hearing the sound of cloth that was, at first straining, and then tearing... the more she wrote on the board.  She'd only barely gotten part way through her third sentence as her mind clicked that she was no longer looking at the middle of the large board.. but was now looking DOWN at it.. her eyes were now level with the area a foot ABOVE the top line of the blackboard itself.   MORE so, her chest had begun painfully pressing outward and her bra was getting more then noticeably uncomfortable as it was stretching and then pinching severely, as was the hip band of her skirt, her stockings, even her shoes and most importantly, her panties were all becoming very VERY tight to the point that she wasn't sure what was going on.  
  To the students, it was more then just her clothing that was tearing..  Miss Maresly was growing.. both up and out... a LOT OF OUT!
With a final, sudden RIPPING sound that filled the entire classroom, the totality of her clothing virtually exploded and the normally 5 foot teacher shot up to being well over SEVEN feet tall.. her hips were now as wide as her shoulders and her legs ( normally slender and, as she liked calling them "petite" ) were thickening and had a new layer of sleek muscular definition.  Her arms were the same way now.. sleek and visually pleasing but also with hidden strength that each limb still was beautiful to look at without being grotesquely over muscled.
The biggest and most impressive two things of her body was her hips and buttocks.  as the few fragments of her clothing were now scattered around her.. "hoof ..feet??"  
and likewise.. her CHEST.    She was now in possession of a set of hips and hindcheeks that any porn star or movie actress would have killed for.. and her chest..  that and five times over for any woman with a normally "small" set of breasts..  Her's were now bigger then the largest basketballs in the gymnasium on campus.. more then TWICE as big!

Each huge mound was topped with a thick rich caramel colored areola and a nipple that was easily as thick as her thumb had been originally..  each orb was very heavy and with every breath, the double spheres shuddered and quivered.  They were both weighty but also had just enough ampleness that they trembled when she moved her shoulders or body.
Her normally shoulder length dark hair had now become a mid back length of lush deep golden brown locks.. a "mane" if you will.. and sitting at the base of her spine was a likewise thick fluffy horse's tail that was just as full and wavy as both the hair on her head and the huge orbs that now were her chest.   Every breath she took made those giant breasts shudder, quake and the fat nipples rise and fall.
  Her butt was no exception, as she was turning and looking down at herself after standing with her front to the board for a good five or six minutes before finally turning fully around and seeing herself as her glasses were now perched on a moderately sized muzzle with a set of thick, full lush lips.    
  It was only when her brain registered that there was numerous flashing going off and the class's noise was an audible hum of talk about "The NEW Look".. that it all fell into place.
For a good ten or twelve minutes, Miss Maresly had been standing there, in her new much more huge body, literally wearing nothing but the smallest scraps and bits of cloth, and giving the entire room A FREE SHOW!   There was utterly nothing left of any piece of her previous garb that was able to be used to cover part of the palm of one hand. She was as naked as the day she'd been born.
   The strange blue chalk with the silvery flecks in it just slipped from her fingers and thanks to her body being somewhat next to the board, it simply fell down and then found a spot in the chalk nich that ran the length of the same blackboard,  it's presence ( AND what it had done to her ) completely forgotten as the now huge naked "Maresly" stood there.. trying to form a word.. any sort of words.. to explain this bizzare sexual transformation from what she was to what she NOW was!

PIctures were being taken as fast as fingers could make the cameras on the entire classroom full of cellphones could register..  the hum of voices in the room went from shock and surprise to outright lecherous talks about "Get some rope and HOGTIE that big MARE!"    
Without even realizing what she was doing, Miss Maresly ran ( somewhat clumsily at first ) out of the room and down the hallways, heading to the stairs and trying to find someone in authority who could explain this..

 UNFORTUNATELY   since this was a college and these floors had classrooms on every level with lessons being given at numerous odd times thorough the day, the hallways were at the least, half filled with students and or Faculty who saw the "giant naked mare" running down the halls from stairwell to stairwell, yelling for someone to help her as her arms tried in vain to cover up her staggering abundance.   At least one or both huge tits were wobbling and shaking all over the place, and her ass and tail was quaking as she ran, her hoofs making a thick heavy CLOPPING sound on the smooth floors that was loud enough ( along with her half braying of her TRYING to form words.. but her mouth and throat was having a terrible time adjusting to itself anew )   as she ran that all she did was simply garner far more attention and tons more video and cell phone cameras getting her running past doors and down hallways, then she'd have ever realized was possible.

 The last thoughts on her confused mind was to find the dean.   The head of this institution and beg them to HELP her in SOME way.. to at least explain this unearthly event that made her into what she now was..   SOME kind of rational explanation of some sort to help calm her mind in some way..
( not to mention a place to hide from the thousands of eyes that were seeing her gigantic naked form bouncing down the hallway and moreso, down the stairs! )

  Little did Miss Maresly realize..        This was JUST THE Beginning of her "day's Events"....


   ....  TO be CONTINUED!  ..



This gloriously wonderfully fun piece done for me by the lovingly grand artistic talents of the lovely miss Catchabird; https://www.furaffinity.net/user/catchabird

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