As Ethan arrived, he could see that some students were already there and had already taken seat in his classroom. His stomach began to turn, thinking that today he had to teach several classes. In French nonetheless! A language he barely understands. “Understood would be the right tense”, he thought as he began thinking in French just to see that it indeed did still work. His thoughts then began to shift to the upcoming lecture and just like everything related to the French language he knew exactly what Ms. Dufour had planned, what pages to read, etc. It felt so weird and while it took the fear for the upcoming day from him, there was still this lingering feeling of unease. Luckily, he had his lunch break after the next three periods. Hopefully he would be able to see Lilly to talk to her then, rather than watching her yelling at the students on the football field. It was still early in the school year, so it was warm enough to do P.E. outside, otherwise Ethan would have felt lonely without at least seeing someone who knew who he really was.
His gaze began to wander through the classroom. The students that were already there barely paid any attention to him and were talking among themselves. That got Ethan to think about the period after his lunch break. It would be the lecture where he and Lilly usually were, which meant he would now meet Ms. Dufour and Mr. Anderson who thought that they were Ethan and Lilly respectively. “That will be a strange class for sure”, he thought, and a small grin appeared on his face as he thought about how the muscular Mr. Anderson would look in Lilly’s skirt. He had not seen Mr. Anderson after Lilly swapped with him so baring he just happens to run across him during lunch break, he would not see him until class.
A few minutes later, every student had taken seat and Ethan began his class. It felt natural although he could feel a bit of unease that on further inspection came with the inexperience of Ms. Dufour. She was sill young and did not have that much experience with teaching classes. While yes, she knew what she was doing, there was still this small lingering fear that she would do something wrong because of her inexperience. Now, after the swap, Ethan had those feelings, but he tried to dismiss them and got his classes over with eventually. Thankfully, nothing out of the ordinary happened, except for Kurt Jameson who was a year below and on the football team. He was a reserve player but still thought of him as high and mighty. This attitude, combined with the training Mr. Anderson got the team to endure, made Kurt a prime example of a bully. Kurt also seemingly felt untouchable this day or there was another reason that Ethan could not see. Nonetheless Kurt thought that it would be a good idea to stop listening to the lecture and play on his phone.
It felt so good for Ethan to confiscate the phone from this guy. “You can’t do this! I’m on the fucking football team!”, exclaimed Kurt and jumped up from his seat. Ethan straightened himself up. Normally Ethan was an inch smaller than Kurt but with Ms. Dufour’s heels he was taller, although only by around an inch. He raised an eyebrow and tried look show his authority. “Oh, I can, and I have, Mr. Jameson”, said Ethan with a cold voice. “And you can also think about what you did wrong in Detention today. You know that phones are against the rules during classroom.”
Ethan turned on his heels and went to his desk where he would put the phone down. “You can get if after school”, Ethan added and then turned back to the class. “Okay, where were we? Ah, yes…”
“Finally…”, sighed Ethan as the last student went out of his room and he could finally get to lunch. He put the phone he had confiscated into his purse, grabbed it, got out of the classroom and locked the door. “Kurt will have to apologize to me after school, so he can get his phone back. This is gonna be totally awesome! But first something to eat and let’s hope Lilly will be there”, he thought while making his way through students who were changing classrooms to the teacher’s lounge.
As he entered the lounge he saw already some teachers sitting there and talking, drinking coffee and so on. Ethan made his way to the fridge, hoping that Ms. Dufour had something in it and was lucky that indeed there was. He found a sandwich with a post-it with her name on it in the fridge. “Not very French…”, he thought but was glad. He was not very eager to try something new while he was in his school’s teacher’s lounge. He took it out, looked for a seat where he could eat alone and sat down. He looked around the room, so far, no Lilly.
“I guess, she has class right now… Or something else to do…”, he thought and took another bite from his sandwich. From the teaching experience he had received, he knew that he had some other stuff to do except for eating and as much as he did not want Ms. Dufour to get in trouble, he just did not care right now. The first three periods have been exhausting and he needed this break right now. Should she correct the homework he had collected after he had swapped back!
Ethan was rather disappointed to find out that he either did not share a lunch break with Lilly or that she did not go to the teacher’s lounge, either way, he sat there alone, even after finishing his sandwich. He had brought a lecture book with him, so he could look busy while waiting for his next period. He was not interested in talking to the other teachers, it is a shock for students to find out that teachers are normal people who had lives and stuff, but then talking with them on an equal level? No, he did not want to do that. The other teachers seemed to get his clue and decided to not talk to him.
After his break was over, Ethan went back to his classroom and was getting mentally ready to come face to face with Ms. Dufour and Mr. Anderson. His heart skipped as he saw Ms. Dufour entering the classroom, wearing his clothes, having a flat chest. She looked so weird, almost nothing left of her attractiveness now that her chest was gone, and her juicy ass was hidden because of the baggy pants she was wearing. On the other hand, Ethan was almost bursting out in laughter as he saw the muscular Mr. Anderson in Lilly’s white tank-top and leather jacket, that almost looked normal if not for the bigger hole in the front of his chest and that the jacket was obviously cut feminine. The black skirt made him look ridiculous. The two talked to each other while getting into their seats.
“They really think they are us”, Ethan thought. “Like with everything surrounding the swapplet it just looks so surreal.”
Ethan straightened his face and began the lecture. He would often look at Mr. Anderson who although he was dressed like Lilly and thought he was in fact Lilly, would still sit just like he normally would. He would speak like Lilly, which was odd since neither Lilly nor Ethan have received speech patterns of the two they had swapped with, yet their two teachers talked exactly like them. “Probably some quality of life thing or something? Or it has to do with the life swap and that they think they are us. Confusing and of course because it has something to do with reality adjustments, the swapplet has no idea”, thought Ethan frustrated. “At least they fit in.”
The rest of his remaining two periods were uneventful and Ethan was thankful when it was finally over. His feet were aching from running around the class in his heels, his back was hurting, and he was exhausted. He fell into the chair at what was now his desk and breathed out heavily. “I can’t wait to swap back. As much as this whole situation was turning me on this morning, I just want to go back to my own life, to my own clothes… Okay, the body modifications can stay for another night”, he muttered grinningly to himself and looked down at his cleavage. Ethan was unsure if he should go to the football field or the gym to meet Lilly or if she would come for him. He did not have to wait for too long as Lilly soon came through the door, wearing a track suit.
“I have thought about going to you but here you are”, smiled Ethan at Lilly. “Anyways, ready to swap back?”
“Oh? I thought you would like this”, said Lilly. “I enjoyed today. So much fun ordering students around, telling them to throw balls, run around. I can really see why Mr. Anderson seems to enjoy his job. But yeah, let’s swap back. I’m not really interested in football training later.”
Ethan wanted to get the swapplet out of his purse but was interrupted by a knock on the opened classroom door.
“Excuse me, Miss…”, said Kurt, now sounding rather timid. “I know that I should go to detention now, but you see, I have football training afterwards and…”. He stopped as he saw Lilly leaning at one of the student’s desks. “C-coach. I didn’t see you there.” Kurt turned his attention back to Ethan. “I am really sorry for not paying attention in your class and would really appreciate it if I could get my phone back now. I don’t want to be late for training.”
Ethan was surprised at first, he had forgotten all about Kurt. He had hoped that this would feel more awesome, but he was too exhausted and wanted him to go away as quickly as possible, so he could swap back. “I hope you won’t do it again. Next time, I won’t be so nice. Now take your phone and go to detention”, Ethan said, grabbed the phone that he had put into his purse as well and handed it to Kurt who took it and almost ran out of the room, probably because he was afraid of his coach seeing any more of this.
“This was brilliant. Kurt Jameson apologized to you!”, exclaimed Lilly when Kurt was out of hearing range. “This totally made my day.”
Ethan just sighed and grabbed into his purse again. “Yeah, but I’m too exhausted to care. Let’s swap back.”
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