Wig shop - busty Claire (Patreon)

- Do you... do you like this... Mr. Simons?

Biting his lip, Jake said in a languid, sexy voice, lifting his jacket so that now his huge chest was easily visible to everyone who was now in this office. And only Greg Simons, a college teacher in higher mathematics, was here, a little surprised by Claire’s visit after class

- What exactly is Miss Tomps... whoa, whoa, whoa! Take it away! What do you... what do you want. Oh my God, Claire...

After a slight hitch, in which Jake really suddenly thought that he was doing something wrong and remembering who he really was, he still again caught the feeling that he needed to act further in order to pass the exam with this teacher, who had just recently been his colleague

...

Just a few days ago, Jake, walking along one of the small streets, discovered a recently opened wig store. Scratching his already balding head and admitting to himself that he had been thinking for a long time that perhaps he should come up with something before anyone noticed, he went into this store.

However, it is worth noting that at 42 years old, Jake still looked very good, even the saleswoman in this store was surprised

- Well.. that is, you want..

- Yes, I would like to prolong my youth, if you know what I mean

- Well... you know, we have very specific wigs and...

- Yes, I understand perfectly well that you have women’s wigs. I see this, although with glasses (turning his head and seeing a dark wig exactly like his long rocker hair in his youth, Jake said) Oh God!

- What, wait, please don’t touch

- Why? I just want to try it on...

Unfortunately for Jake, the saleswoman didn't have time to do anything after he put on the wig of "Claire" - a slutty busty nymphomaniac, whose body he literally got in a matter of seconds.

The saleswoman could only slightly change the effect of the wig so that the poor college teacher would not become a prostitute or something worse.

And although this helped Jake stay at his university, the reality still changed so that he was now “busty Claire” for everyone - a student at his own college, living in a dormitory and not having any normal knowledge, receiving mostly good grades for completely different knowledge and skills

...

- Just touch my big... oh... oh....

Placing Greg's hand on his huge chest, Jake could not stand it and groaned in a high-pitched female voice, realizing perfectly well that he was not experiencing any sensations similar to arousal right now, but was doing this only to turn on his teacher by feigning arousal, but realizing that he would get aroused only when her mouth touches his penis

- Yes... yes... like this... (Jake continued stroking Greg Simons’s excited penis)

- Miss Thomp... pson... I.... god... oh...

Unwillingly, Claire stopped. Greg still tried to pretend that it was all wrong, but did not stop her when Claire finally reached her mouth for his penis.