? She had shot up six feet...seven feet...eight feet in the span of a few breaths and was showing no signs of stopping. Her long legs quickly outpaced what was once a floor-length dress. The older woman's attention turned quickly to be boy beside Selena.

'And what about you? Are you hot for teacher too? Interested in a little extra credit?'

Before she knew what was happening, Dr. Harris was upon the boy, his table going flying as if it weighed nothing at all. The boy's stammering only made his professor's smile grow wider. How could this be? Yet Selena's panic on seemed to fuel her teacher's lust. Soon even kneeling she was a head above the boy. His eyes didn't need to go for to locked onto her mammoth breasts. With a satisfying snap, her teacher's panties gave up the fight against her thick thighs and ass. Selena gulped, the room was getting hot and cramped. To her terror (or exhilaration?) other students began to swoon. Soon they would be upon each other, swelling, mashing flesh. Selena squirmed in her seat. She needed to get out of there, now. Her teacher's foot pressed against the far wall and her back would soon be grazing the ceiling. Her fellow students swelled at the thought of satisfying their hungry teacher. How long had Selena doodle, daydreamed...fantasized about this? She shook her head. She needed to get out of there. But how?