“Glad to see your finally awake Yuuko” you hear a mature female voice say.
You look to the front of the class and see a tall woman in a short grey skirt and blazer. With a white button shirt that had the top three unbuttoned showing of her cleavage. You doubt she could ever properly button it.
You look around. You are in a class filled with female students, all dressed in the same red skirt and white button shirt as you. You are in the center of class with everyone looking at you. You are the shortest and sink into your seat.
“Now Yuuko” the woman said turning around to write on the board. “Please fill in the blank” she said pointing to a Japanese phrase on the board with a blank at the end. You didn’t speak a word of Japanese (well that wasn’t true anymore, now you EXCLUSIVELY spoke Japanese.) but some how you knew the answer.
‘Uh-‘
You were about to answer when suddenly a breeze flew through the classroom and flipped up the teachers skirt, exposing her white panties to everyone in class. Your cheeks turn bright pink at the sudden and unexpected show.
“I’m waiting Yuuko”
Nobody in class seemed to notice or care. You are unable to answer the question, embarrassed FOR the teacher and sinking down into your desk. Your feet don’t touch the floor so this is easy for you.
“Alright Yuuko” The teacher continued on as if nothing had happened “Gwen, please fill in the...”
Your not paying attention right now, still processing all that’s happened to you. You were changed into a small cute girl with huge DD breasts and curvy ass, by another flat chested little girl you are around the same size as at the moment. You look around. There are no gies in your class, only girls.
Was this an all girl school?
Suddenly a second breeze comes out of nowhere, this one seams to target you as your red skirt is flipped up by the wind, exposing your pink with white poke-dot panties to anyone in class who cared to look. Immediately you use your hands to push down your skirt till the breeze passes. You look around blushing red, again nobody noticed or cared about your sudden freak out. You bury your face in your hands, just wanting to put your head on your desk till the day was over, however even that was interrupted by your DD breasts, as you smoosh them against the table. You blush even redder than before.
...
Class was over and you gather your things, jumping down from your chair. From what you could gather, you were now a sophomore in an all girl high school somewhere in Japan. You were the shortest in your class, coming in about a head below everyone else’s chest. However you made up for it my having the biggest one in the whole school, even the teachers only came in at B’s and C’s. And did you even need to mention your ass? It was just as big as your breasts, only it appeared even bigger due to your titanic hips. You should feel proud of these features, however they only added to the awkwardness of your new gender and height. The way they constantly jiggled and bounced as you walked, for whatever reason you weren’t wearing a bra under your uniform. You managed to button your top button, however the second and third from the top were busted when you tried them.
You make your way into the hall of girls, there were hundreds of them. All were way taller than you seemingly paying you no mind. The first thing you noticed was how short there skirts were, they barely reached past there panties, if a slight breeze came through again they would surly —
Just as you thought that a cold breeze flowed through the halls, flipping up everyone in your views skirts includeing yours. Giving you a full view of the myriad of skirts employed by the all girl school. From red to pink to green to white. From striped to spotted. From plane two frilly or even furry and laced. Every style was on display before you. However that’s not all, one student had a panda on the butt of there panties, another a heart on the front. And you swear you saw at least three of them not wearing any. You were the only one trying to hide your pink with white poke-dot from anyone that may be behind you. Then the breeze stops.
Once again you were bright red, embraced in place of all those before you. How could this happen? To you or to anyone, why were you a girl? Why so small?
How could only you notice the freak breezes? Was this part of your puni—
Your thoughts were interrupted when you heard a sigh of delight from some of the female students above you. You look up.
So, they WHERE aware of the breezes, they just didn’t care, or were use to them by now. Hell by the sound of those sighs some even seem to look FOREWORD to them. You moan and let go of your skirt. You hated how short it was, due to your butts large size you weren’t even sure if it went down all the way in the back. You continue on to your next few classes, the day was almost over.
...
On the bright side your transformation had given you knowledge of you schedule and subjects, so you weren’t completely lost all day walking around like an idiot. You say completely, however with every step you took both your boobs and ass would jiggle, as before mentioned, you were not wearing a bra, so every time this happened it existed your nipples and caused them to poke through the fabric of the uniform.
It was finally time to leave the all girl school, however you had a feeling you should check on the swim team first. After all it was a swim suit that got you into this, it only makes sense if you’re on the swim team.
Sure enough when you find the pool your name was on the sign up sheet.
‘Of course’ you say to yourself, then close your eyes and blush, still not use to your new voice.
However when you went down to the pool, what you did not expect was to see a green haired woman twice your size with B breasts running at you waving her arm calling your name. She stops infront of you and you notice you only come up to her waist. She leans down to talk to you.
“Heeeeeeeey Yuuuuuuukooooo” she says to you. “I was waiting for you”
You blush.
‘He-heeey Aishee’ you say, somehow knowing the stranger infront of you’s Name, as well as what to say to her next. ‘H-how- How was Track?’ You ask not sure how you knew that either.
“Fine” she says in a less exited mood standing up to her full hight and stretching backwards. You get a sneak peek of her plane yellow panties as she does so.
You breath heavy for a few seconds. ‘Wh*sigh*-w*weeeeez*- WELL. I’d, be-be- better get to practice.’ You say.
“OKAY” Aishe reply’s full of energy Standing back straight .
She leans in close to your ear and wispers this next part: “I’ll be watching you Yuukeeee. You cutie” she then stands up and pats you on the head before walking behind you going to the bleachers to watch you swim.
You are stunned and blushing
(WHAT THE HECK WAS THAT!) you think to yourself, scanning through your new memories you found out Aishe was a senior. (Why would a senior be interested in a sophomore? And why did she call you “cutie”? Were you good friends? WHERE YOU DATING!?) a lot can happen in an all girl high school in Japan in 4 years, so you don’t doubt it. If that’s the case you weren’t complaining.
She seams nice, and obviously at least likes you enough to watch you practice. Plus you apparently knew enough about her to know she practices track before you swim.
The coach calls your name and you run over for the team meeting. The coach was also female. (Were there no males at this all girls school period?)
...
Your in the locker room and find your locker, you knew it was yours because it said “Yuuko” on the outside. You open it and find a swimsuit that also said “Yuuko” on it. You don’t know if it was the same swimsuit that said “Yuuko” on it earlier, but can’t be sure.
It’s not like the suit caused the change anyway.
You unbutton your shirt, take off your skirt and panties and throw them all in the locker. Just about to grab your suit. while you were naked, defenseless, and alone in the locker room. A gust of freezing wind blows through the locker room and leaves you shivering and hugging yourself. Your breasts squeezed between your arms you let out an adorable noise.
You needed to find the source of this wind before things got worse.
You grab your swimsuit and try to put it on as fast as you can. You step through the leg holes and pull it up your front. You actually pull it up too fast and give yourself a wedge on both sides, you make an adorable screem and fall over onto the freezing cold locker room floor shivering. Your boobs sprawled on the cold tile.
It wasn’t that the front and back self wedgie hurt. It’s that it felt so GOOOOD. You fell over in Extasty And now the cold floor on your sensitive boobs was adding to your pleasure. You shack-ally stand up and place your arms through the arm holes. You were having a hard time getting your DD breasts inside your school swimsuit. Being forced to pull the suit with your upper arm and push your boobs down with your lower. This only made the self inflicted wedgie worse, and you moaned in your girly voice louder the deeper inside you it went.
eventually you get them in. Now it was time to pull out the swimsuit from your lower half. You wish you could leave it in during practice, however you feared you would get concerned looks if you walk out with your swimsuit stuck in both your cracks.
You try to pull it out but you REALY got it in good, and the swimsuit was already VERY tight in some places. You use both hands and it still stretches making it harder to remove.
Finally you free the swimsuit from between your legs. It was dripping at the bottom for some reason, you take your hand to this mysterious substance and bring it to your face to sniff it. You don’t know what possesses you but you eventually decided to taist it. It taisted delicious to you. Sweet and yet somehow also salty. You close your eyes moaning as you place this mysterious liquid in your mouth that came from your own body.
You stop yourself.
Whatever this stuff was it probably was not good to taist too much of your own. (But it was delicious to you for whatever reason). You shake your head and pat your cheeks with both your hands. You walk out of the locker room, your boobs and butt still jiggling, but it felt more comfortable in a school swimsuit. It was time to swim.
You step up to the blocks to do starts. You were first (oooooof course you were) as you step onto the block you notice Aishe in the bleachers watching you while biting her pinkie nail. Her legs are so long that you can see up her skirt as she sits on their. You blush but can not seam to tear your eyes away from her plane yellow panties. She clearly notices and smiles, she then mouths something to you but you don’t know what she says since you don’t know Japanese and we’re cheeting till now.
You think it’s something like: ‘good luck’ or ‘go Yuuko’ or ‘love you’ or ‘for Yo-‘
-HONK-
Your thoughts of Aishe’s possible meaning were interrupted by the start horn and you shot into the water like a rocket before you even fully knew what had happened.
The water felt incredible, and you as it turned out were an equally incredibly gifted swimmer. You moved through the water like you were born for it.
Your thick thighs and small body making you excel at flip turns.
Your small hands and feet allowing easy streamline despite your curves.
Your front heavy DD making breast and butterflies easy. Butterflies were by far your favorite, the way the water flowed in between your breasts down to your —
Time to do back stroke. Your thick ass allowed you to float easily on your back, and your thick legs provide useful for kicks yet again. You feel the water flow past your sides.
...
When swim practice was over you existed the pool, feeling the water flow off you and out of your school swimsuit. You shiver, and hug your huge breasts tight. Then Aishe is there drying you off with a towel. You close your eyes as she dryed your long hair. She was down on one knee to reach your hight and look you in the eyes.
“You did great out there Yuuko” she said with a smile on her face.
You can feel some of the water turn to steam as a result of your embarrassment.
‘Thanks Aishe’ You say looking down.
If you weren’t dating her. Then you two were REALLY good friends. You can see her yellow panties again and she smirks.
She moves to dry your chest and back and you look to the side.
‘S-s-sO. Ummm...’ you studder over your words ‘You wanna, you. You Know... get some froyo or something tomorrow... I mean, you don’t hav—‘
“Yuuko” Aishe cuts you off. She stopes drying you now. “Are YOU asking me on a DATE?”
(Were did she get Date from? Sure you would certainly like to, but you hardly knew her. And you knew nothing about dating another woman AS also a woman. Plus she was a seni—)
Your internal debate was cut of when Aishe kissed you on the lips.
(She kissed me... SHE kissed ME. Yuuko Sausama. And she was still kissing me).
You close your eyes, silencing your inervoices and simply closed your eyes and leaned into the kiss. You don’t know how long it lasted... but it felt like minutes.
...
Soon. Far to soon. Aishe broke the kiss and opened her eyes. “Because if you are” Aishe’s silk voice causes you to now open your own eyes. “Then I accept.”
And with that she stood to her full hight and left you standing there. Still partially wet. She then walked out the door on her long legs that were as tall as you.
...
You make your way to your new apartment after school, not even bothering to change out of your swimsuit. You lived alone in an apartment so close to school you could walk there. And you were thankful for that. You don’t think you could deal with all the crazy things that happen to you throughout your time at school and the come home to a new mom and dad asking: you how your day was? When you just wanted to relax after swim. You pull your keys out of your bag (not even questioning at this point how you knew there exact location and which was the right one) and unlock your apartment door. stepping inside you don’t even bother turning on the lights and just going straight to your bed. You drop your bag near the door.
Once you reach your bed you peal off your sticky swimsuit suit with your new name “Yuuko” on it and drop it on the floor. You fall into your fluffy bed. The covers on your naked female body felt like heaven. The way they touched you in all the right places after a hard day. Massaging your troubles away. You nod off to sleep.
...
The next morning you didn’t remember going to your new apartment, and for a brief hopefully moment, believed the events of yesterday to be nothing more than a dream. So naturally it came as a shock to you when you jumped out of bed excitedly, only to fall flat on your face weighed down by your DD breasts. Your new vigina being excited by the carpet you landed on. This was NOT a dream, it was too real.
You groan in a female voice and slam your head on the ground. You REALLY did not want to go to school today. Then you remembered that today was now Saturday, and even in Japan high school students had Saterday off now.
You gleefully jump up now re envigorated, excitedly jumping up and down. Your breasts and ass jiggling out of sink with each of there next door neighbors.
You than stop yourself, (NO) you think to yourself (you can’t celebrate yet) well may you can a little (you had work to do)
You make a determined pose. Legs spread apart. Making Fists. elbows bent.
Even though your boobs were still jiggling like crazy, and you weren’t even taller than your own bed. And you were still naked.
You had to prepare...