Just as last time, enjoy yourselves. Do what you will to these people in the next section. I will post Chapter 3: No Place Like Home to continue with the story, but I will look forward to what other people do to these people.
Finals Chapter 2: Grades
Megan and the rest of the teens walked to the cafeteria. They now understood what the teacher meant. Out of all the kids in the school, they were the least changed. Some of the women had barely any cleavage left. Others that were gorgeous that morning were now extremely plump, clothes straining at the fat. Others were walking around barefoot and appeared to have bigger feet. Now the students understood that some of the teachers took your most favorite thing away from you. Some of the women liked their slender bodies, other the heeled shoes. This must have included the men. Some were now chubby, other had female arms. The person who sat on her own was Marble Hersk. She was the school pain. Never listened, always failed her work, never paid attention, etc. She was on her own because of how she looked. You couldn't tell if she was male or female. She was fat, short hair like a guys, big boobs from her weight, and because of her weight and tight jeans, you could clearly see she had a fat rod stuffed into her jeans. She nodded to us with a look of sadness and Megan did a princess bow back. Marble chuckled as she took a sip of her drink. Megan figured she should do that now while she could, before she got hairy legs or... something else.
They grabbed their lunch and found an empty table. They sat down, with Megan at the very end while the blond sat next to her. Megan could see the bulge of her new expansion underneath her skirt. It was her that broke the silence of the group.
"I...uh...guess were in this together now." She said, rather nervously. Megan crossed her legs for she felt aroused from the blond’s bulge.
"Speak for yourself blondie!" Shouted Fredrick reaching up and gripping is breasts, "You may have a dick, but I got tits. TITS!" Megan scuffed.
"Shut up Fredrick, you are a tit." Fredrick looked at her.
"I wouldn't be speaking all high and mighty for long. Look yo, you may be the best one in our class, but yo you have failed a few in the past. You best be ready when that happens sweet-cheeks. I'll be the first one to play with your new expansion when it shows up."
"Shut it tit freak." Said the girl from the bathroom.
"Oh okay. Yo whatever, or-gas-mo. Same goes for you too when you get your expansion." He leaned back and looked at the group, "Yo you know what fuck this. I got my girl to see." With that he got up and walked off to the table that had is girl... whichever table that was.
Megan looked at the girl from the bathroom who was in between the blond and her.
"You okay?" She asked. The girl nodded. She still had sweat on her brow and smelled of sex. A man still partially attractive walked by and she shot her hands to her lap.
"Don’t know whether to think of this as a gift or a curse. It’s so built up that every time a kind of attractive guy walks by it starts back up again. I had to go back into the bathroom three or four times before I could make it here." The blond noticed the girl with her hands buried in her crotch and panting quickly. The blond had never found women attractive but this scene, was making her think differently. She ate her food keeping the girl at the corner of her eye.
"Oh she is so horny isn't she?" The blond thought. "Yeah she is probably soaking through those panties of hers. She is so wet, like me! If only I could get her in the bathroom alone and make her feel me inside her. That would be-wait what!?" She looked down to see the rod she gained staring up at her. It had moved the dress out of the way and was throbbing for what she was thinking. Her face burned with embarrassment, "Excuse me." She said as she got up and darted for the bathroom.
"No running!" Shouted a voice and before Megan's eyes the blond’s feet grew a little bit bigger and her sandals snapped. She tripped and fell forward causing her rod to pop out of the contours of her dress. The witches laughed out loud. She got up with tears in her eyes and trotted toward the bathroom.
Megan, the girl, and everyone else at that table felt upset for the blond. The girl next to Megan was still struggling with her privates. She began to drip down her thighs in her dress. She crossed her legs, burying her hands deeper into her crotch. Megan noticed her struggles.
"What’s your name?" She asked. The girl looked up at her with a horny look.
"Emma." She said, "I would shake your hand but..." She nodded down to her crotch. Emma felt a drip slide down her thighs and follow her feet to her toes. It tickled but it also made her moan in pleasure even more.
"Why don’t you handle that." Said Megan. Emma nodded.
"Back to the bathroom." She sighed.
Emma stumbled back to the bathroom, her hands were still buried in her crotch. She walked in to find the blond standing there next to the mirror trying to get her skirt to lay flat. Upon arrival, Emma couldn't help but gasp while her vagina gushed in response to the girl with the rod. The blond noticed her arrival and felt her heart began to race, her skirt began to fill and lift.
"Hey there?" The blond said. Emma could clearly see that she was becoming aroused greatly. Her skirt was being lifted like a tent pole and Emma could see the organ beneath. Emma began to breath lustfully. She walked with her hands still buried in her crotch to the blond. She pressed her crotch against the blond’s rod and they both were seductively looking at each other. The blond grabbed Emma's arm, and Emma rubbed the blonds rod through her skirt. It came free of her skirt and pulsed with pleasure. Pre-come began to leak out of the top and dribbling onto Emma's already soaked hands. Emma's crotch was soaked. And she moaned desperately. She grabbed the blonds hand and placed it on her crotch. The blond, without hesitation or hold back, dug her fingers into Emma's crotch. Emma buckled at the knees and the blond guided her to the floor, removing the fabric between her rod and Emma’s hot spot. Within moments the fabric that was on her crotch was being slid down her creamy white thighs and gently rubbing them off her pearly white feet. Emma was moaning and panting on the floor, her vagina was dripping even more than it was. Without further warning, the blond bent down, and plunged deep and hard into Emma.
Megan finished her lunch and noticed that a few seats down was the breast growth girl. She was still struggling with her shirt. After a few more minutes, Megan and everyone else at that table got up and went back to their class rooms. Everyone sat where they had before. The teacher wasn't in yet, and Fredrick was sitting at his chair pale as a board.
"What’s up Fred?" Megan asked. Fredrick for the first time looked at her with sadness in his eyes.
"She's gone." He said, "My girl...is gone. They changed her so much that she is literally a wo-man. They got rid of her breasts, her thighs, her arms, but kept her female fingers, her feet, her face. She even told me that they gave her a mood penis. She has female parts until she gets horny." Megan for once actually felt said for Fredrick.
It was a few minutes later when the blond and Emma came in. They weren't holding hands but they seemed like they had a good time doing something. Megan stared at them, there crotch's specifically, and knew what they did. No sorrow or hate came to her.
The teacher came in soon after carrying a bunch of papers. She started from the front row corner and worked her way up. Two chairs up was Fredrick, and he was terrified. The teacher placed a sheet of paper onto the first desk. The girl of the desk began to wobble in the chair. Megan could see a bugle growing in her tight thigh-high shorts. The girl began to fiddle with the zipper and removed the underwear to see a rod. Not a big one, big enough for you to see. Her chest expanded as well. Not alot but enough for you to see. The girl noticed Megan looking and showed her that she got a C.
The next person. She looked at her and flicked her wand at her hips. They expanded enough for her zipper to zip down and reveal her see through undies. This girl got a B. Fredrick was almost in tears when she came to his table. She chuckled. She flicked the wand and his breasts expanded to a double D. He was astonished to see an A on his worksheet. He breathed a deep sigh of relief.
Behind Fredrick was a man who didn’t really care, or didn’t speak much. The man was bulk, tough looking. The teacher looked him up and down and nodded down to his crotch. She flicked the stick and Megan saw his rod grow to the point of straining zipper. His grade was an A+.
She moved to the next row. The lady there was the blond and she looked up at the teacher. The teacher chuckled and the blond felt her rod grow past her underwear and settle hanging on the edge of her underwear pressing against her skirt. Her grade was an A.
The person in front of the blond was the breast growth girl. The teacher set her paperwork down and it was a B. The teacher decided to give her immense pleasure by her nipples. Once it was chosen, the nipples on the girl’s D size breasts shot out against her shirt and her back arched as she gasped in pleasure. Her knuckles were turning white from gripping the arms of the chair. She would try and sit normally but when she did, her nipples spiked again. Dark circles began to form around the nipples of her tight shirt. She was lactating. The teacher left her to her business.
The next person was a boy and he was geeky. Big circular glasses, a lisp, and yet he sucked at everything. The teacher looked him and she saw he had a unmistakable boner in his shorts. She flicked the stick and he felt his shorts become loose at the crotch. He then felt a bit of a swelling feeling down there, and a pulsing, with a hint of wetness. He ran his fingers across his crotch and knew what he had. The grade she gave him was an F, 0%. The boy was daydreaming about something at the time.
The grades went by kind of quick from there. The girl in front of the geek got a butt expansion with a grade of A.
The next girl in the next row got an immense pleasure from her butt. She had to stand up for the teacher thought she had a big enough bubble butt to change her pooping hole, into a soaking wet vagina. The girl had a hard time sitting down, the grade was a B.
Finally, to Emma, who was waiting to see what she would get. Emma got an A and the teacher decided to expand her vagina lips, since she was enjoying them so much. Her underwear became tight and wetter than usual. Emma was grateful, and upset at the same time.
The girl in front of her got a D and the teacher noticed how her arms looked so clean and delicate. Finger nails neat and long. The teacher swiped the wand and the girl began to cry as her arms became itchy.
"No!" She cried as she scratched her arms. All along the top of her arms spots began to from and black hairs popped free of those spots all over her arms. They were gaining muscle and going up towards her shoulders. Her arms became that of a man and the clasps for her bra strained at the shoulders. To top it off, hair began to spout of her arm pits as she scratched. Her grade was a D
"The hair will never shave off." The teacher said, and with that, moved to Megan.
Megan got just an A. The teacher looked her up and down. She was beautiful. Breasts were already a good size, D cup. Her legs were toned and beautiful. Her hair was brown with a hint of red. She was gorgeous, except for her thighs. The teacher swiped her wand and Megan’s thighs grew thick and fat. Not fat from fat but fat of beauty. It made her look even more pretty. Her thighs because of her legs being crossed, practically hugged her vagina. It made her wet and... kind of aroused.
"Okay partial women, partial men, women, and men: school is over for today. We have made great progress. Grab your things, and I will see you tomorrow."
With that, all the students grabbed their things and quickly walked out of the school and onto the bus. The bus driver didn’t seem alarmed or questionable about the men and women looking different. He simply shook his head. Megan with her bloated thighs walked down the aisle trying really hard not to moan for her thighs caressed her vagina like sandpaper. With her crossing her legs to move down, it hugged her vagina. She eventually sat down with a huff and leaned her head on the window. Finals weren't for 3 weeks. What could happen to her in that amount of time? Better yet, who would be what by that time?