Meanwhile with Jamal...
"Gah!" Jamal yelped, narrowly avoiding getting decked with yet another dodgeball. It turns out that the male side of the gym was also playing dodgeball. Currently, Jamal was the only one left on his team an was trying his hardest to avoid getting pummeled by the onslaught of dodgeballs being flung at him by the other side.
"W-woah!" Jamal blurted as another dodgeball whizzed by his head. "Good hustle, Jamal!" Ms. Hamsurily shouted, "But don't you think you should start RETURNING fire?!" Jamal glanced up at Ms. Hamsurily, then back at the other team. As far as he was aware, the ball would fuse with his hand if he so much as pushed on it. All he could do was, well, dodge the dodgeballs.
At that moment, something weird happened. Out of nowhere, Jamal's vision darkened. For a moment, he saw Gen's form. But once again, she was stuck in a door. Jamal's vision then returned to normal, only for him to spot a dodgeball heading directly towards his gut. "Dammit," Jamal muttered.
"SCHWOOP!"
The other team ran onto the gym floor, cheering and shouting about their win. Jamal, however, quickly sprinted away, heading towards the gym's exit. "Jamal!" Ms. Hamsurily called, "Where are you going?" "Bathroom!" Jamal shouted as he exited the gym. Ms. Hamsurily frowned. For some reason, she could swear that Jamal's stomach was bulging a bit.
As soon as Jamal left the gym, he exhaled and reached down into his stomach. With a loud "POP!", the dodgeball fused with his belly popped out. "Okay, okay," Jamal murmured, calming himself down. All he had to do was find out where Gen was. Jamal closed his eyes and focused on the vision he just had. As far as he could tell, the door was probably the girl's locker room. Immediately, Jamal began to hurriedly run towards the locker room. If someone found Gen before he did, he didn't know what he would do!
About a minute later, Jamal arrived at the girl's locker room. To his relief and concern, Gen was nowhere to be seen. "Where is she?" Jamal muttered nervously as he opened the door to the locker room.
There Gen stood, cupping her two now larger than normal breasts with a giddy smile and a heavy blush. "Oh, uh, hi Jamal..." Gen muttered weakly, giving him a weak little wave. Jamal stood where he was, stunned into silence.