Pop Goes The Teacher Bimbo Tf

The scratching sound of the chalk against the blackboard was like music to Vanessa Newman's ears, or Ms. Newman as most of her students called her. The occasional mumble or cough from her class helped harmonize the symphony. Yet, there was one sound that usually interrupted her "private" concert.

*POP*

The familiar bubblegum balloon popping loudly made her sigh in defeat. "How many times do I have to repeat myself?" Ms. Newman asked, turning around. "You aren't al--...are you listening, Roxanne Williams?"

Roxy was sitting at her messy desk, loudly chewing her gum, twiddling her pen around her hand while her whole attention was on the pink cellphone in her hand. "Uh? chew chew Did ya say anything, Ms. Vanny?" The blonde looked up, still chewing her gum with her mouth half-open.

Ms. Newman rubbed at the bridge of her nose, her patience dwindling more and more each passing day of having to deal with the young woman.

"Ms. Newman," the professor stated through gritted teeth. "And yes, Roxanne, I was talking to you."

"Oh? Kay, 'bout what?" was the uninterested response.

Before she could explode, the ringing bell signaling the end of the class brought the college professor back to reality. "Remember to read the text on page 72 for the next class!" she shouted over the sound of everyone leaving. Her gaze went back towards where the annoying blonde sat; only to find an empty seat because she had already left.

Sighing, Ms. Newman walked over to her desk, getting her things ready to leave for the day. She cleaned off the chalk marks from her pants, checking to see if any other spot was missing. Her outfit was sensible, if a bit drab. A white blouse that hid her chubby figure, and some nice-ish brown slacks that hugged her hips too tightly. Her black flats finished her modest look.

As she was about to leave, she noticed Roxanne's desk was a mess, as usual. Among the scattered notes and candy wrappers was a brightly colored pen with a fluffy pom-pom attached to it.

With a hint of irritation, Ms. Newman picked up the pen and sat on the edge of the desk. She twirled it between her fingers, thinking of the countless times she had reprimanded Roxanne for her disruptive behavior.

She held the pen up, mimicking Roxanne's with exaggerated mannerisms. In a high-pitched, nasally voice, she said, "Oh look at me, I'm Roxanne! I always chew bubblegum really fucking loudly during class because I want to be the centre of attention~" Looking down, she saw there was still a piece of gum laying among the empty wrappers.

Hesitating, she snapped the gum she had found and began chewing on it.

"Uh, my blackboard does look a bit too... full from here." She mused aloud, savoring the cherry flavor of the gum. Absentmindedly using the Roxanne voice while talking to herself. Her voice, previously firm and authoritative, now carried a tone of bubbly excitement.

Ms. Newman picked up some of the scattered notes, they were messy, rambly with doodles on the edges; some of them weren't even from her class! The handwriting was surprisingly neat despite that. Ms. Newman did let out a hearty chuckle at the dumb and obvious grammar errors and mistakes on Roxanne's notes.

Without a second thought, she blew a large, obnoxious bubble.

*POP*

The bubble popped, getting all over her lips. "But who needs to learn all that stuff anyway? Certainly not me!" Ms. Newman made a disgusted face, rolling her eyes dramatically as she kept on mocking Roxanne. As she continued to chew the gum, she licked her lips to remove the excess gum from them, not noticing that they were strangely puffy. Her blouse felt a bit looser around her belly, her figure slimming down slightly.

With the pen in her hand, she tried to be nice and take some extra notes for Roxanne, but she found herself getting distracted, having a hard time focusing or even remembering the things she had written on the board. "Maybe I do write a lot..." she mused aloud, drawing some hearts on the edges of the paper while her face rested on her free hand.

Ms. Newman blew another bubble.

*POP*

Her posture changed; she slouched back into her chair and crossed her legs, letting one foot dangle in the air. "Gooooood, Ms. Newman always gets on my case! Just cuz I'm pretty and don't give a fuck about her boring ass classes chew chew Maybe if she made them more fun for a ditz like me, I wouldn't like, chew chew get distracted and stuff." She twirled a lock of her hair around the pen, barely paying attention to the fact her brown hair had a lighter tint to it. Must have been the classroom lighting.

Under the desk, she noticed Roxy's compact and a balm of lip gloss. "God! This girl would lose her head if it wasn't attached to her body!" Vanessa opened it, taking a quick look at herself...

*POP*

...And began to style her hair a bit, ending tying it up in a similar ponytail as Roxy's. Vanessa continued chewing, oblivious to the way her mannerism kept on becoming more similar to Roxy's. "Like, why do I even care about what Ms. Vanny thinks? chew chew She's just a boring old teacher anyway! Eeeew, I bet she's still single and stuff." Vanessa let out a dumb little giggle at the joke she made at her own expense. Her arms looked slimmer now, the sleeves of her blouse feeling a bit looser.

Vanessa started to blow another bubble, this time a massive one that kept on getting bigger and bigger until...

*POP!*

"HMM!?!?" Vanessa let out a confused muffled complaint, as the gum stuck to her whole face.

While she struggled with the gum on her face, her body began to shift under her clothes. Her white blouse felt loose around her torso, as her frame shrank, her chubby figure slimming down into a more slender and toned one. While her bust shrank at least one cup, it became perkier to make up for it. Her slacks still felt tight, even tighter now that her ass filled up. Even her hands and feet felt smaller and more delicate.

As she peeled the gum off, she revealed her new identity underneath. The stress lines on her face had smoothed out, the gum erasing any sight of age out of her. What remained was just the face of her twin sister Roxy. With the same blonde curls, puffy lips, and carefree attitude.

"Gosh, this class is, like, sooo lame!" Vanny found herself picking up the compact again, applying her sister's bright lip gloss with practiced ease.

Vanny bounced to her feet, striking a playful pose next to her sis' desk and snapping a selfie with her phone, sending the pic to her sister. "You forgot your shit, dumbass🤣." was the caption she wrote on it.

The response was almost immediate, which was just a photo of Roxy flipping her off, mocking her. "What the hell are you even wearing?"

Looking down, Vanny let out a loud girly shriek that filled the empty classroom!

"Ewwww ew ew ew ew! I'm dressed like an old hag!" She opened the first few buttons of her blouse, contemplating for a second if she should just ditch it outside on the trash, but convinced herself against it once she saw the ugly bra she had underneath.

She absolutely couldn't let anyone see her dressed like this!

In a rush, Vanny picked Roxy's stuff up, twirled around, and bounced out of the classroom in a hurry. "I totally need *chew chew* go out shopping with Roxy tonight!"