Jim hated first period, as did everyone else in the room. This didn't stop Ms. Garcia from not trying to interest the class in English Literature at 8:15 am. His reverie was broken by the sound of Ms. Garcia drop the chalk and gasp for breath. She was clutching her chest as she turned, and the stunned class could see her breasts growing and pulling her yellow blouse tighter. As the fabric continued to stretch, she ran from the room. The stunned class just sat there facing the door and in complete silence. Just then...