The bell rang indicating that Jim and Amy had five minutes to get to their next class. Jim wasn't so eager to go to his, as it was Calculus taught by the ever sour and irritible Mrs. Gladys K. Binghamton. He would do anything to avoid this class, or at least enliven it up a little. He then suggested that Amy's youth serum was just the ticket. As Mrs. Binghamton always kept a small pitcher of water on her desk to combat dry mouth while prattling on about her subject, Amy enlivened the water with the addition of eight drops of serum. After all, Mrs. Binghamton was at least 50 years old, ancient by high school kid standards. Within minutes of the start of her lecture, Gladys was guzzling water from the pitcher. The class watched in amazement as the wrinkled, grey-headed old crone slowly morphed into a ravishing blonde with two pert 38D breasts. The boys especially began to pay attention, although not to the mathematical knowledge being imparted. All the while, Mrs. Binghamton was oblivious of the changes. She continued to work problems on the blackboard, even as she reached parity with the age of her students; and then went below them. She ignored that her clothing was getting loose, although she did try to readjust her panty girdle three times. She ignored the fact that she could no longer reach the top of the blackboard, as she had filled that space with calculations and was busily filling the bottom. And when she could reach that part, she climbed on her chair and continued writing. By then, all of her clothing had fallen off except her bra, but she continued to lecture. "Now cwass, if you wiww tuwn to page 81 in you text book, you wiww see gaaa gaaa gooo baa baa gaaaaaa!" she continued. Observing the strange looks on her student's faces, Mrs. Binghamton sat down into her now oversize girdle and skirt and made a silly grin. A puddle began to form on the chair and trickle down onto the floor. The bell rang, ending class, and the students departed. One fellow told Jim, "I never understood anything in her class until the last three minutes. Now its all clear to me." Jim smiled and went to look for Amy, and plot their next use of the serum, such as...
Mon Apr 3 08:31:25 2000