Riley Gendreau
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What do you wish for: Raghavpuri
🕑 Added 2024-03-07 02:34:46 +0000 UTCHolding the ticket in her hands, Raghavpuri closes her eyes, and begins to think about appearing before the genie. The number 114 appears on the ticket, and Raghavpuri is instantly teleported in front of a genie.
“Welcome Raghavpuri! I’m a genie and today you’ll be getting one wish granted, isn't that just amazing? I know you’re excited, so get over here and tell me what you desire!” With that, the genie waits for you to speak your wish.
“I wish to be a loving female teacher.” “A loving female teacher? Sounds simple enough, hold still and I’ll be right back.” The genie zips off. She disappears for a few minutes but then suddenly appears behind Raghavpuri.
“Alright, this orb should do the trick. It should rewrite your timeline to make it so you currently work at a school as a female teacher.” The genie places the orb in Raghavpuri’s hand. “I bet you’re going to shape some great minds as a teacher! I’m honestly proud of you already.”
The genie lifted her hand. “I suppose I should send you back so you have enough time to prepare yourself before your students arrive in the classroom.” The genie snapped her fingers, and in the blink of an eye, Raghavpuri was sitting at a desk in a classroom.
Raghavpuri stood up and looked down. She was now wearing a white button-up shirt with a plaid necktie around the collar and a black sweater over it, and around her waist was a plaid skirt that matched the necktie.
Below the skirt, she had a standard pair of white ankle socks matched with black flats. It was a super cute outfit, while still maintaining a mature teacher look. It was even better when paired with the physical changes she got.
Her hair was slightly shorter than it was before and was red, but it was so much softer and far less messy. She was also wearing a pair of glasses, which she now needed, as taking them off made everything blurry.
She didn’t mind that, it added to her mature teacher look. The height and width of her body were pretty much the same, but her breasts had definitely got a lot bigger. Before she was rather flat, but now she had a rather modest chest.
Much like her chest, her butt and hips had gotten larger, but not nearly as much as her chest had. Overall she was pretty happy with the changes. She sat back at her desk and opened the folder on top.
On it had today's lessons, which made her job much easier, but she knew she was going to have to figure out how this worked for the following day. Luckily, as she looked at the lesson page, all the knowledge she needed magically appeared in her mind.
Without that, she might have been in trouble. Using the knowledge she had flowing in she knew she was a history teacher. She had a textbook that she’d be reading from today, so it seemed it was going to be an easy day, at least for her, for the kids, had a surprise quiz.
Of course, the memories of her teaching method appeared in her mind, so she knew that the quizzes weren't really what the kids were graded on, they were more for her to figure out who was getting the lessons, and those who needed a bit more help.
The morning bell rings and after a few moments, student after student comes walking in. Each of them greets Raghavpuri polity and then heads to their seat. Once the class was mostly full, Raghavpuri did roll call. There were only two students who didn’t show up to class.
One student she now remembered told her yesterday she was going to be out today and another was well known for being late and would likely show up later. Raghavpuri shrugged it off, turned to the chalkboard, and began to write down information about today's lesson.
She then picked up the textbook and told the class to open it up to page eighty-three. Then she read a few pages. After that she pointed to a student who almost seemed like they weren't paying attention and asked them to read the next page, then she would ask another, then another.
Once they caught up to the point on the test, she had them stop reading and handed the quiz around. Now she patiently waited to see how her wonderful students did, and if they didn’t do well, she worked as hard as needed to help them.
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last_of_workers
*mind of agent L.O.W.* today made me think... the person who made a wish wanted to become a teacher and maybe he had a talent for it or the gin helped him but she is really incredibly talented... and I thought about myself, what shaped me... I was born on the outskirts of a distant world and the recent series of wars and cataclysms made him extremely unfriendly... I don’t remember my early years... but when I was already at least a little independent, I was alone... not seven friends... hell, I couldn’t even count to 10 simply because I was nobody I didn’t teach... and despite all this, I only wanted to make my world a better place... that’s exactly how my teacher and essentially the father watching A.N.W found me. for many years he raised me as his own son, investing in me his knowledge, experience and skills…. And, frankly speaking, I miss him... there’s an emptiness in my soul; there’s no way to plug this fat... any agent is forced to strike alone, but I... the real me... escaped from this nightmare as soon as I could... maybe I should have done the same, but alas... too much is tied to me... but how much I miss someone I could trust...
