Sitting... watching the pendant... looking just like one of the girls I'm supposed to be teaching... the girl's voice is commanding me.... "Just relax… Watch the watch… You’re tired of the responsibility of being a teacher… you’re tired of being a man… you want to be one of your students… one of the girls… You’re Sophie now…. It feels right to be wearing the pink uniform… You’ll do anything to keep being Sophie… You will sneak into the office and register yourself as Sophie… you love being one of the students… you will make yourself pretty and passable every day… you are a good girl…"
I find myself saying, "I’m Sophie…. I’m one of the girls… I’m a student… I want to be a girl… I want to keep being Sophie…"
I was trying a new kind of hypnotic teaching aid with one of my students, only she turned the tables on me and now I AM one of my own students! She helped me shave and put on makeup, used some breast cream to give me real boobies, glued my male bits back, and put me in a spare uniform! Now I’m forced to act just like one of the girls, and everyone, even the new teacher, thinks I really am a transfer student named Sophie! I’ve even started dating a boy from the bus!
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