There was the sound of cheers and welcome relief throughout the classroom when the school bell rang. It signaled the end of one particular period and while it there were still more periods left in the day, a break from their teacher’s lecture would be a welcome relief.

                As for the teacher, Ms. Ryder Collin felt twinge of disappointment that her little discussion on history had been interrupted, but she still took it with good grace. She happily wave farewell to her students as they slowly filled out of the class. Some students gave her a lingering look before they exited, but she paid it no mind.

                In fact a part of her felt quite excited by the attention. There was something so entrancing about the youthful energy of school that entranced her greatly. Sure there were many who accused her of presenting far too tempting of an image to her students with generous figure, but Ryder that it was no harming in teasing them. After all this would all just be part of the great memories they will have of high school before they go off and become adults in the world.

                Ryder too, regretted she never was never able to experience the kind of youthful school experience that she wanted. An attempt to alleviate that longing was to become a teacher to return back and enjoy watching it all from this perspective. She thought she never be able to get another chance recapture that moment again.

                That was at least till a most fortunate event occurred.

                Checking her watch, Ryder noted that she had only a few minutes before the next bell would ring signaling the start of the next period.  If she was going to make it, she better get her affairs in order quickly. The time for teaching was done for Ryder today. The rest of the day would be for her life as a student.

                Closing the door to the classroom and locking it just be safe, she quickly made her way to the back of the classroom to where the storeroom was located. It was fortunate for her purpose that this was room was fitting with a small window for illumination and ventilation purpose. Though the purpose she needed it for was something she sure the original designer had not intended.

                Ryder stepped into the room to give herself some privacy for what she will have to be doing next. The tote bag she brought in today was where she had left it undisturbed. Kneeling down she opened it up and removed several articles of clothing and footwear. Just from the look of them these articles were way too small for Ryder to wear even remotely comfortably.

                It all started several months ago, when Ryder managed to push a proposal for a school participation project for a wishing tree. This was something to help stir some excitement and dreams among the student body. Ryder too participated putting up her own wish on the tree, though she was careful that nobody knew was it was that she wished.

    The wish it was fairly indulgent, for a chance to relive her school life properly this time. Ryder did not think anything would come out of it, but that ended up not being the case. She did not know how exactly it happened, but she concerned herself rather fortunate for how her wish was granted and gave her the ability to relive her life as a student again in a way.

    Ryder was now a person of two sides with each side as different as day and night. Gaze in the light of day would show one side. Stare into the light of night would let the other come out. Why it worked out this way was a mystery to her, but she managed to figure a way to make it work most of the time.

    Remembering the need to hurry, it would not go well for her to show up late for her next class. Ryder quickly slipped off her shoes before moving to take off her stockings. She considered stripping off more, but decided it will be easier to take the rest the clothes off after the change. It was just that stockings seem to get unreasonable to manage during the change.

    Mentally preparing herself for what come next, she turned to face the small window and gaze out to the sun in the sky. It only took a few moments before the change would occur after she did that so she would not have to wait long for result. That little detail did made it important that Ryder avoid gazing up at the sky when she needed to stay herself, but it was something she could manage usually.

    Feeling bit angst with anticipation Ryder turned down to examine her body just waiting for any sort of sign of the change. It was always tricky at the start to feel or see the transformation but she was certain something would make itself evident soon. Her face flushed as could her eagerness for it when she felt a strong shudder.

    With a gasp, she knew it had started. Her entire body started to tingle with a strange sensation that felt like pins were poking the entire breadth of her body. Though her face remained flushed from the experience, she noticed the same could not be said for the rest of the body.

    Raising her hand up watching it tremble slightly from the strange sensation, Ryder watched the tan skin slowly starting to pale. The change first manifested itself at the tips of her fingertip, but progressively spread downward across the rest of her hand and then down the forearm. It was bizarre to both see and feel her body changing and becoming someone else. Yet as gradual the pigmentation started to shift the body altered far more dramatically.

    She felt her stature diminish it. Though originally a fairly tall woman, she could feel herself gradually shrinking away with the increasing baggy nature of her clothes showing evidence of this. Sleeves gradually rolled past her hands with her arms getting shorter. Uncomfortable as it was, her skirt was proving to be more troublesome with her reducing waistline making it start to slip down along her diminishing hips. Ryder was quickly becoming engulfed in clothes that were now several sizes too large but her form continued to regress away.

    Though she could not see it beneath the folds of cloth the paling pigmentation continue to seize upon more of her shrinking form. Her concern instead was dealing with the uncomfortable nature of her clothes at the moment.  In fit of discomfort she noted how her undergarments were becoming progressively slack. Her hands draped by sleeves reached up and cup her chest , where once there was fairly voluptuous bosoms that tented her shirt, now was far more roomier thanks to her shrinking form. Already she could feel her bra starting to slip away as the cups were unable to properly hold on any more.

    Pulling back the sleeves even thinner and slender arms she fumbled in trying to unbutton the collar and front of the shirt. Thankfully her now more thin fingers were able to unbutton them despite the baggy nature. Pulling it open she looked down at her chest the skin having now all taken a pale tone, the cleavage continued to gradually diminish as her breasts continued to recede while the bra hanged loosely around her.

    Looking to get some relief from all this, Ryder quickly slipped off the shirt and let it drop onto the floor followed quickly by her useless bra. Her skirt followed afterward already starting to slip down off vanishing hips and she found little trouble slipping off her panty too. Now without the bags of her clothing to conceal anything, she took a gander at her now increasingly sylph form. This body was no longer that of a voluptuous adult, but becoming that a slender youth.

    Feeling a rustling up above, Ryder cursed herself for not remembering to undo her pony tail which was causing her hair above to become tangled and twisted. Her hair too was not excluded from the change, but she had not noticed. Quickly she released the hair allowing it to fall down her back, but as it did the color in her black locks started to whiten. Further as the strands started to whiten the hair too started to pull upward as they shrunk too.

    No matter how many times this happened Ryder was always amazed at how incredible this transformation occurred. Her body still diminishing away to a slender form, she marveled at how different she was becoming. Slim fingers played a bit with a strand of hair watching as it grew shorter before her eyes and also as a new color started to pervade the white locks. Tinge of orange started to gradually emerged and spread across the hair.

    Her attention was diverted when a powerful shudder rocked her body causing Ryder to groan, though that name was increasingly becoming inappropriate for the person she was becoming. Inside she felt her organs and innards shifting to better conform to the smaller stature.  Her face flushed and eyes closed shut when particularly powerful feeling stirred between the thighs causing her to clamp down. 

    When her eyes open again, the brown eyes of Ryder had shifted into a bright green. Further the hair around her head had all but been taken over by a bright orange tone. But what was most dramatic now had inside of her head. The thoughts of Ryder were increasingly becoming diluted by new feelings a massive wave of happiness and perkiness. These feelings were not characteristic of Ryder, but of someone else entirely.

    It amazed Ryder at how potent and pure those emotions were and it scared her almost, but she knew these were simply the sign the other side was about to emerge. And though she tried to keep a calm head about it, there was just no helping feeling a sense of overwhelming when it happened.  Letting out a startle cry as she felt the dam burst open in the recess of her mind, Ryder was saturated with feelings of happiness and cheer.

    The slender figure in the storeroom collapsed down onto the floor amidst the pile of clothes for a moment, before she shook her head groggily. She blinked her eyes a few times before her face brightened up considerably as she stood up in a shot. Looking at her body gleefully, she was delighted to find herself once again.

    Rolanda was here.

    Remembering her situation, she bashfully took the clothes that Ryder had left out and put them on before returning Ryder’s clothes back into the tote bag. Rolanda wished that maybe Ryder had gotten her some appropriate underwear, but hopefully it won’t be too noticeable. As much there things to consider, Rolanda needed to head to class.

    She could not wait to see what they’ll learn next period. Plus she wanted to discuss some things with some of her class mates too. After all her school day was only just beginning now!