Plan ongoing (1)

I prepared myself for the lesson, had access to what Andrea had organised and how she taught. I stood in front of the mirror and adjusted my shirt and trousers.

As an English teacher, I not only had the advantage of applying my existing knowledge, but also of utilising my position. Unlike other foreign languages and other subjects, I knew that English was the most important subject for the students.

I trembled briefly, even though Andrea's body didn't, I felt that something had changed in the cat that came to me. I felt a telepathic voice speaking to me. It was Hannah's. 'I see you were able to find her,' she told him. I turned to her, picked her up and asked what was wrong.

She replied in the negative and just wanted to try how she could take over other bodies. Then she remembered that we hadn't seen each other for a day. She wanted to know how the last few days had gone and what I had learnt about my death. 

I just went to the corridor where I picked out her trainers. I offered to clear everything up for her on the way to school. 'Man, this is all so weird,' she informed me as she lay in my arms and I walked to school.

'Especially, who would have thought a teacher like that could be evil?' I no longer had an answer. Hannah felt my sadness. It was still a tough subject for me. If I had been in a better mental state, I would certainly have confronted my parents, at least visited them, but in this state I didn't even think about it.

I told her that I intended to stay in Andrea's body, that she deserved to be able to use her body for as long as my revenge lasted. I hoped, of course, that the promised guilty verdict wouldn't hurt. She laughed briefly. 'Don't worry dear,' it was the first time she had called me that.

'I don't need you yet and if I do, you can serve as my teacher,' she looked at me with her cat head on her cat body. Above all, she looked at the full breasts I now had. She hesitantly enquired whether they were her size. I replied in the negative: 'A little bigger than you think!' She could only marvel. 

When we arrived at the school, I let her down on the floor. 'Nice to see you again,' she replied to me before she returned to her body and I turned my attention back to myself. I moved through the school corridors, swinging slightly.

Even in my brassiere, I could feel my breasts bouncing up and down, but that didn't stop me from entering the staffroom. I already knew many of the teachers, who wished me a good morning. I returned the greeting before sitting down in my seat.

The chair squeaked as I sat on it and leant back. I stretched, feeling my breasts being pulled upwards. Immediately afterwards, I reached for the first bend I had at hand, the materials I had prepared last week. I looked through them again, repeating what I wanted to do in class. I didn't have time for anything else and the school bell rang. My time to go to the second class. 

Although I am the class teacher for the bullied pupils, I am only responsible for them in English, other classes also had lessons with me. Now the second class, or rather the former class above me. I moved through the school corridor, the lockers against the wall. The pupils stared at me, perhaps at my body, and the girls greeted me.

With a nice 'Good morning Ms Stone', I returned their good morning phrase by name. Many of the teenagers I looked at could be potential Chosen Ones that I could infect. They looked really young, inexperienced and beautiful.

Certainly in contrast to me. I closed the classroom door behind me and greeted the class. Everyone quickly ran to their seats. I caught sight of their faces, unsuspecting children staring at me. Apart from the bully class, the other classes were fine. They weren't really annoying. 

The lesson went by in a flash. I showed them the new tenses, which they already knew because they are native speakers. Even if I hadn't done anything during the whole lesson, they would have understood everything. They sat there, looked ahead and listened.

The same as in my class. I spoke incessantly at the front until halfway through the lesson I handed out the exercises and gave them as homework. The lesson was over and the school bell rang.

I packed my things before returning to the staff room. After the first lesson, I had time for a short break, during which I returned to the staff room and drank my espresso. The same one I'd seen yesterday, actually. I sipped my coffee and searched my phone for information, family and relatives.

All I could think she, well I, had was a family who lived in Liverpool, a younger sister who lived closest and a couple of colleagues in the neighbourhood. Well, in the US they would call them friends.

The break ended with the school bell, by which time I had finished my coffee. I returned to the classroom after reminiscing. It was time for a double lesson in my old class.

I approached the door to the room. The walk to school had been anything but enjoyable. I felt the fear inside me again, the panic. My stomach started to hurt. I stepped into the classroom, the door was open. I saw what I remembered: In the back rows were Caro, who was gathered in the corner with Sophie and other girls.

Josh and Tracey were sitting next to each other and were now friends. All the other male students had moved to their seats. They were aware of where they were in the hierarchy. Silently, they looked either at their books or their phones. 

'Good morning, dear children. Go back to your seats,' I looked round, but while few were listening to me, Ava and her gang were at the back. John and his girlfriend, who were sitting on my lap, smiled at me as if I had no authority.

I smiled up briefly and knew how to use Ms Stone. 'I said go back to your seats,' I shouted to the class this time. Most of them were surprised that I raised my voice. The group quickly dispersed and everyone returned to their seats. Only John's girlfriend, who was sitting on his lap, was no longer in her place.

I had to keep my composure before John realised that something was wrong with Ms Stone. He was already looking at me sternly. I didn't let up for a long time and carried out the double lesson by memory.

I had done everything according to plan. I dropped the complicated material onto the students. They had to make sure they learnt it, otherwise I would make the first phone calls. 

This double lesson was also completed quickly. I smiled as discipline and order were restored. I had the class pack up their things before I had already disappeared from the classroom. John also noticed me as I disappeared from the room.

I returned to my seat in the staff room after helping myself to another coffee. I couldn't stop smiling at how John was annoyed that I wasn't letting him do his stuff. I was typing away at the computer when I remembered what surprise I could throw at them tomorrow.

What is it that students hate the most? Exactly, surprise exams. Everyone really loves them. By the evening of the day, I took a listening comprehension test and a reading comprehension test, which I prepared for tomorrow. Apart from that, I also let Ms Stone herself think about what she could do with the students in the next lessons.

I opened the front door. My home was empty and everything around me was silent. The bright night shone down so that I could see without any light. I switched on the light as I entered and closed the door behind me.

My body immediately began to relax when I entered. I stood in front of the hob and cooked myself some pasta, which was ready within the next ten minutes. It was quite interesting how Ms Stone can endure loneliness.

Just as I had started, the doorbell rang. A glance at the clock: 20:30. I ran to the door as quietly as possible. I could hardly believe that someone had come here to have something of mine. I opened the door and saw Hannah looking at me happily.

'And Ms Stone, did you have a nice day today?' she smiled. A sudden laugh appeared on my face. 'Sure Hannah, why don't you come in,' I asked my friend, who also had wine in her hands, to come in. As soon as she had taken off her shoes and joined me in the kitchen, she looked around the house.

'She's kind of poor,' the student pointed to the things Ms Stone had either bought second-hand or had already made look old. 'She didn't want to spend a lot of money,' I replied as I opened the wine and filled two glasses for us, Ms Stone didn't have any wine glasses.

We sat at the table where I finished my pasta before we started getting drunk on alcohol. 'Now, how are you? We only saw each other yesterday,' I asked. After Hannah had taken a sip: 'You don't know what progress I've made here, what I've learnt.'

She talked about her ability to jump back and forth between bodies. 'Suddenly I'm in my body and suddenly I'm the woman who was infected by a cake, or a mum, on the other side of town. It's just incredible,' she said. 'I owe it to you that I am the way I am,' she smiled at me. We were in love with each other. 'Thank you for helping me,' I said back to her and we smiled at each other. 

It wasn't long before we met again in bed. Even though I was in Ms Stone's body and was more than fifty years old, Hannah didn't mind. I was still me, whether I was in the body of a child or an adult. Hannah knew that I would always be there for her and that she would always be there for me. After we stripped naked, we kissed.

It was a long kiss because we couldn't stop. Our tongues exchanged and we couldn't stop, we loved each other, without each other we knew something was missing. It wasn't long before my finger went down to her private parts and started to touch them.

I felt her slick entrance inside her. I felt how everything still felt young. My finger jumped in when she made a loud sound. A short groan and she was already fired up to continue. Hannah was anything but a lesbian, she is straight and loved men. I am also an exception.

I went in more and more with my finger and she became more and more aroused as she let her finger inside me too. I didn't feel like I was in a young person's body, but I felt aroused too. It was a feeling of relief. It was even more. I felt aroused and my head was already switched off. We both moaned as we continued, stopping was no longer an option and we continued to work on each other.

I went deeper into Hannah and she into me. We moaned louder and louder, kissing for minutes. It continued until I ejaculated from one of them. Hannah left me lying on the bed while she looked me in the eyes at the top. 'Oscar Roberts,' she said with a few pauses to catch her breath. 'I love you,' she said before continuing to kiss me and we continued to make love all night.

The next day started early. Me and Hannah were lying in bed when my alarm went off. Although I am already over fifty years old, I heard the alarm clock early. I also woke up immediately. Hannah jolted around in bed before she woke up too.

I switched off the alarm clock and went naked to the coffee machine, where I made myself and Hannah a hot cup of coffee. 'Good morning sleepyhead,' I kissed Hannah on the lips when I realised she wanted to go back to sleep. 'What's wrong with you not letting me sleep in,' she enquired.

'Surely that you don't have plans this morning,' when Hannah remembered that she still had to go to university this morning. She immediately enquired about the time.

When I told her that it was only seven o'clock and she was therefore more relaxed, I gave her the coffee. 'Without coffee, the day is not the day you have to get through,' I told her. 

We laughed for a while until she had to leave and I had to go back to school. After I said goodbye to Hannah and she was on her way to her studies, I took all my things and went to school, where I had to fulfil my plan. After the first double lesson of English, which was done with another class, I went to the old bully class again from ten to twelve.

I knew as soon as I entered that I was going to have problems. After again showing nothing after the greeting and getting nowhere after shouting, I had to realise that I had no chance of teaching the class.

'As I can see that you don't want to do the lessons, you will probably all write the exam without any preparation,' I said until I started to pack my things. As soon as the students heard this, they all went back to their seats.

You just had to scare them until they knew who they were again. John looked at me angrily, 'What the fuck do they think they are, that they can interrupt us here.' He glared at me with a fixed stare. 'I'm the one who's going to give you the same fail mark,' I told him, before explaining to the class that there was a surprise exam coming up today. I handed out a sheet to all the students that they could all read in advance. I switched on the computer and played the exam. 

It was a reading comprehension and a listening comprehension that I corrected during the lunch break. The students in the class really thought that I would develop understanding for them and that they would really all pass?

I don't think anything will come of it. Above all, I checked everyone's exams until the afternoon, as I had no more lessons here either. John and his team members were given credit for every mistake they had made on the exam.