This choice: Allison takes off back to class. • Go Back...Chapter #24Allison takes off back to class. by: Ordos Tsceri   She giggled softly to herself. She was wondering what to do about the gallons of cum she'd just ejaculated onto a public girl's room stall door, and she was probably the only person in the universe who would appreciate the absurdity in that.
She left the stall, feeling a little guilty but rationalizing that cleaning up stallion-level spooge was probably a big part of the janitor's job now. And if it wasn't, well, it would be by the end of the day.
There was so much to think about! She loved her new body, and it seemed like everyone she changed liked their new forms as well. Especially Bryce, who had fallen asleep comfortably, or something similar to it. Allison could feel her presence in her testicles, and loved it. Smiling, she decided to keep Bryce as her balls.
Her skirt was soaked with the byproducts of her lust, but a thought occurred to Allison. Rather than return to Mrs. Jackson's math course drenched in her own cum, she gingerly held her messy skirt and left the bathroom, naked below her waist. She took a short walk to her locker where she found, to her delight, a plastic grocery bag and a couple spare pairs of skirts and unmentionables. She changed right there, a few people in the hallway casting her looks and chuckling. She tossed her soiled clothes in the grocery bag and began heading back to class, properly refreshed, when she noticed the Mr. Pierson's Biology room. There wasn't a class in there now, but the otherwise empty room had a number of small animals being raised in terrariums and aquariums for various class projects. With a grin on her face Allison ducked in there and began scanning with her remote.
When she emerged from the room, quite a few interesting templates uploaded to her remote, she noticed a trio of students hanging out by the hallway to Jackson's classroom. Trish, Jack, and Eric... she had some of her later classes with the group, and knew them well by reputation. In grade-school Eric and Jack had been bullies, and they'd graduated to general trouble-makers here. They cut class, smoked in the restrooms, and could be counted on to hook people up with some decent weed. Allison generally thought they were more focused on being cool than anything really malicious, but Eric always hit on her, usually with some lewd remarks. Trish had joined the pair recently. She was a good looking brunette with a nice figure and a gorgeous face, and she just seemed to have a thing for bad-boys. She got called a slut, and worse things, by a lot of the girls, but she'd always seemed pleasant enough to Allison.
Allison had a kinky thought and decided to run with it.
She scanned Eric and Jack with the remote and set their genders to female. Suddenly, where two guys in worn leather jackets were leaning against wall two girls in torn fishnets and artfully ripped tank-tops. Erica wore a short black skirt and showed off the cleavage of her impressive DD-cup boobs, while the rather flat-chested Jacqueline had a dozen golden piercings across hears, nose, eyebrow, and navel. Jacqueline took a drag on a cigarette, looked up at Allison and said, "what are you looking at?"
Allison smiled. "Some really nice tits," she said, entering in the second part of her plan into the remote. In a flash Erica and Jacqueline were gone and Trish was straightening herself from the wall. It was no small feat, as she had to balance two boobs that were each larger than her head, almost as big the pair Amy had gotten. Her top was cut low, squeezing her basketball sized tits together, just barely covering her nipples. Each boob had a face on it, the outline of Erica and Jacqueline's lips visible through the tight fabric, their eyes appraising Allison with interest. Erica's, in particular, drifting to the bulge under Allison's skirt.
Trish smiled and licked her lips. "My boobs do love attention... maybe you can give them some nicer compliments later? That is, if your girlfriend lets you." She exhaled in something between a sigh and a laugh and turned around. "See you in third period, Allison." She said, her enormous tits jiggling obscenely with each strut.
Very much liking what she's seen, Allison slips back into Mrs. Jackson's class, Emma and Julie were just settling into their chair (how did she miss the two? Did they use a different bathroom?) and Allison was itching to try out some of her new tricks...  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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