At first, you contemplate scouring the school for a teacher, administrator, someone, and making them change you back. However, as you lay there and look at yourself more closely, you begin to talk yourself out of it. What do you say, that you were a girl that put on a strange bodysuit and suddenly you were a guy? They'd probably chuck you in the loony bin, even if this place isn't normal. Besides, where do you go to find someone? Other than Mrs. Dapoint, who you are fairly certain would be less than helpful, the only other person you have even seen since coming here is...
Sitting up, you decide to confide in the only person thus far who has seemed remotely welcoming: Jessie. Although you wish you could put on your old clothes, with your current proportions, they would no longer fit you. Picking up the TA uniform reluctantly, you hope it has no unintended side effects like the bodysuit. Finally slipping it on, wearing one of the shirts from the closet under the vest, you are relieved to find that nothing about you appears to change, although you are slightly disappointed that it does not change you back to normal, and that it seems to fit your new body like it was tailored to it. Examining yourself in the mirror, you admit that your new form is extremely handsome, almost gallingly so, and feel a strange attraction to it. However, when that attraction begins to translate into an unfamiliar stirring in your loins, it brings you sharply back to the reality of the situation. Finally working up your courage, and hoping Jessie wouldn't think you're nuts, you exit your room and walk over to the next room, knocking hesitantly, although you are still not sure how to explain the situation.
"Hi, Sam!" Jessie grins, reaching out to pull you into the room. "Just a sec, lemme grab a few things before we head to the caf." For a moment, you are dumbfounded. Was everything in your head? How could Jessie even recognize you? Were you hallucinating before, and everyone else sees you as normal? You enter as thoughts whirl through your head, but then Jessie continues.
"I was wondering when you were going to drop your last form; you really are quite a looker!" Jessie calls from the bathroom. Last form? What does she mean? Before you can organize your thoughts, Jessie keeps going. "Whoever you were with before this must've really had a thing for girls, huh? I guess feminine-looking males can have their high points, but I personally prefer slightly more macho guys, no offense." Exiting the bathroom, Jessie stood before her dresser and examined her hair. "It's such a drag when your partner's ideal mate isn't very flattering, but I guess that's the fate of us Lilin."
"Lilin?" you manage to squeak out, a bit overwhelmed. Jessie turns to look at you, a little surprised.
"You've never head that term before? Were you raised by humans or something?" Jessie asks.
"Uh, kinda..." you shrug, unsure at what to say.
"Lilin refers to night spirits," Jessie explains. "You know, succubi like me and incubi like you." For a second, it doesn't register. You are too busy digesting the fact that Jessie just stated she was a succubus. She grabs your arm and leads you out the door towards the cafeteria before the second half of her statement even begins to make an impression. Incubi like...