The New Teacher

Good morning class! My name is Denise Miller and I'm your new history teacher...

Denise stood at the front of the high school classroom, looking out at the thirty or so seniors that were sitting and looking back at her.  Just thirty minutes ago she had been sitting in the principal's office being interviewed; the last two history teachers at the suburban school had left suddenly and unexpectedly and they needed to fill the opening quickly.  So quickly in fact that they hired her on the spot and asked her to start immediately!  The light blue dress she was wearing underneath her white jacket was a bit shorter than the school's dress code for teachers but under the circumstances the principal made an exception.

Denise stood there nervously, her knees together, trembling a bit in her matching blue high heels.  The 26-year-old had been trying to get hired as a teacher ever since she graduated college but had up until now fallen short of other more qualified candidates every time.  So her moment had finally arrived and she wasn't sure what to do with it!

There was a girl in the front row that seemed to sense Denise's trepidation. She raised her hand.  "Miss Denise?"

"Um, yes..." she mumbled, looking down at the bespectacled blonde student.

"We were reading chapter twelve yesterday, before Miss Susan, well, before she left."

There were a few snickers from the other students as well as someone saying 'teacher's pet' under their breath.

"Thank you-"

"Beth. I'm Beth."  There were groans from the class as they begrudgingly got out their textbooks.  Denise smiled as she watched them start reading to themselves.  After a few minutes of this Beth slipped out of her desk and approached the young teacher.

"You're really pretty," she blurted out.  "Even prettier than the last two and they were really pretty too!"

"Umm, thanks," Denise smiled.  "You seem very eager to help me out, Beth.  So tell me, is there anyone in class I need to watch out for?"

Beth turned a little bit towards the class and subtlely pointed out three boys sitting in the corner.  "Chad, Mark, Billy.  Chad is the ringleader, he is really smart, the other two pretty much do whatever he tells them to.  His dad works at that new factory in town - SUZEtech, I think it's called? Anyhow they are always causing trouble especially for the really pretty teachers.  Maybe that's why the last two left so quickly - they didn't want to deal with them anymore?"

Denise casually looked around the room.  The three boys in question seemed to be reading and behaving themselves at the moment.  "Do they cause any trouble for you, Beth?"

"Oh no, Miss Denise.  I don't think they even know I exist."

Denise smiled.  "I haven't been out of school that long myself, I think I see what's going on.  Maybe I can help you out."

"No, you don't get it, I'm the one trying to help you out! Trust me you have to watch out for them!"  Beth gasped softly.  "You think I'm...jealous?"

"Yes, but it's totally normal.  I remember girls like you when I was a senior too."  Denise smiled.  "I'll bet you're really pretty underneath all...that.  I could totally give you a makeover!"

Beth stomped back to her seat in a huff.  Denise just shrugged her shoulders.  Maybe this whole teaching thing wasn't going to be so hard after all!


The day went by rather quickly; Denise found most of the students to be agreeable and well behaved and a number of them, even some of the boys, went out of their way to help her.  As the final bell rang and she watched the students file out, she was filled with a sense of importance.  She turned back to her desk and noticed something that wasn't there before: a large, shiny golden apple.

"An apple for the teacher!" she exclaimed as she walked over. Underneath it was a note:

'You're a real doll! Thank you for being our teacher! - Chad'

"See I told Beth those boys wouldn't be any trouble!" Denise picked up the apple and took a large bite.  "Mmmmm and it's so juicy! It's like the best apple ever!"  She took another bite, and another.  As she ate the apple she started to daydream a bit, her other hand sliding through her shoulder length dark hair.  

She was suddenly snapped out of her reverie by a knock on the door.  She turned to see Chad, Mark and Billy standing there.

"Well hello boys, what can I do for you?" she asked as she took the last bite of apple before tossing the core in the trash can.

"Looks like you've already done it," Chad grinned as he approached with the other two behind him.

"Oh, the apple? Thank you for that, and on my first day as a teacher! That was so nice!"  She looked at the three boys who were now standing around her.  "And to think Beth tried to tell me you three would be trouble!"

"Oh that teacher's pet?" Mark scoffed.  "Who would ever listen to her?"

Chad chuckled.  "She's right though.  We are trouble."  He stepped closer to Denise; he was taller than her but in her high heels they stood eye to eye.  "Tell me girl, how are you feeling right now?"

"I feel a little..." Denise started, then gasped as she felt a sudden strong tingling sensation starting in her mouth and spreading quickly across her face.  "Oh!"

"That's the drug I injected into the apple.  It's starting to work."

"What...drug..."  Denise couldn't move her lips at all.  Her mouth was stuck in a sort of 'O' shape.  Her eyes were wide as saucers and she couldn't even blink.  Her whole face felt numb.

"The drug I swiped from my dad.  He works at this place called SUZEtech.  They make dolls out of girls like you."

"Dolls?"  She was feeling strangely warm all over, and also stiff.  "Girls...like...me?"  It was taking more and more effort for her to form words.

"Pretty ones."  He stepped back a bit.  "Billy, she looks like she's getting hot in that jacket.  Why don't you help her out of it?"

"Sure thing boss," Billy cackled as he stepped up and unbuttoned the single button holding her jacket closed, then slipped it off her.

"Warm...tingly...all...over..." Denise whimpered softly.

"You're turning into a real doll," Chad stated.  "Just like the two teachers before you...well not JUST like them.  The formula has gotten better each time.  The first girl got turned into one of those cheap inflatable dolls; the second one into a much more realistic blow-up doll."

"No..." Denise gasped, "can't...be...happening..."

"I don't think she needs that dress either Billy.  Lose it."

Billy reached around the shocked teacher and unzipped the back of her dress letting it fall to the floor around her heels, leaving her in a light blue demi-bra and matching lace panty.

"Nice tits, doll," Chad laughed.  "You remind me of one of those Victoria's Secret models.  Except until now those tits were probably real."

"Until...now?"

"Your whole body is going to become silicone.  A solid and very realistic sex doll."

"No..."

"You should be happy, doll.  You won't have a care in the world when this is over.  And you won't be like the other two teachers who are sitting in boxes in my bedroom, fully deflated."

"So...warm..."

"Still?" Chad chucked as he turned again to Billy.  "Guess she doesn't need the lingerie either."  Billy grinned and unhooked her bra, then slid her panty down until it joined her dress on the floor.

"Please..." Denise moaned.  "Please..."

"Yes doll, you're going to please.  In a few minutes that's all you'll be thinking about, how to please."  He looked at her bare skin as it began to change texture, becoming shiny and like plastic.  "That tingling feeling you have is your skin and everything underneath it turning to silicone."

"Ohh...please..."

Chad reached out and gently touched her breasts which were transforming before his eyes.  "Can you even feel this?" he asked as his fingers explored her ample bosom.

"Feel...what..."

"Excellent." He turned around to Mark.  "You better get behind her and support her - we don't want her to fall over and get damaged.  These dolls aren't worth nearly as much banged up."

"Sure thing boss."  Mark stood behind her holding her up.  "I got ya babe."

"Ohhh...please...I...doll..."

"Yes, you doll," Chad mocked.  "That might be the last thing you ever say.  I'll bet you never thought your first day as a teacher would be your last."  He reached down between her legs, sliding two fingers into her, then adding a third.  "So wet.  Looks like you're ready to please.  Let's just make sure this hole is as perfectly round as your other one," and he gently rotated his fingers inside her as the formula transformed her pussy to match her mouth.  "Any last words, doll?"

Denise tried but her vocal cords were now as stiff as the rest of her.  Her arms were straight and out from her body a bit.  Her eyes were still wide open.

"All done.  Billy, go get the box so we can take this one home."