Coming home from a long day, Rose was incredibly relieved when she was finally able to change out of her work clothes. With a happy sigh, she unlatched her bra first, and the rest of the attire soon followed; she collapsed back onto her bed in her fancy lingerie. Teaching was something she loved, but some days her students wanted to do their best to get Ms. Coquette to show even more skin, and it was exhausting to continually defuse these situations. Despite their hormones constantly flowing whenever they were in her classes, they truly did appreciate her teaching skills, and her colleagues were additionally grateful that she wasn't the bimbo that they'd originally imagined her to be. Granted, there had been a few rumors about her past (i.e. being a stripper and/or a porn star; it always fluctuated between those two), and some parents were justifiably concerned about that. Thankfully, her secret enabled her to be up to date on the latest gossip concerning everybody's favorite busty Spanish teacher.
With her work clothes now in a neat pile on her queen-sized bed, she reached back at the top of her head, where the hidden zipper would be tucked away. As the zipper made its satisfying sound, her free hand tugged at her head, causing the attractive features to recede. Underneath was one Mrs. Sarah Coleman, a fresh college grad. The situation was pretty basic: Sarah was initially very excited to apply for jobs after graduation, yet couldn't manage to snag any interviews. After suffering through the ignominy of constant rejections and hearing the "We'll hold onto your resume just in case", she was about to give up on making it as a teacher. However, one day she had stumbled upon an ad for The Bodysuit Company with the promise that their bodysuits would be life changing. She'd researched things and the more she'd done so, the more she realized that this is what she needed to catch that coveted break. Lo and behold, Senorita Coquette was born!
The one good thing, she thought, about wearing a busty suit was that it was easy to hide the fact that you were wearing underwear underneath; she'd read that other suits required users to go in their birthday suits, and she did not find that appealing at all. This made changing into her relaxing clothes super easy, and it enabled her to cut back on preparation time. Now, as she carefully hung up the suit on a special rack (thanks to the large, ahem, rack of her alter ego) in her closet, Sarah reflected on how life had radically changed. She not only had a ridiculously popular alter-ego, but she was happily employed in a field she was in love with. And to think that less than a year ago, she was struggling to find any job at all!
