To hell with Raven. Jake felt like he knew her well enough to make it through a school day without ruining her reputation. He grabbed the backpack Raven left behind and started to examine its contents. At the top of the bag was a daily planner with Raven's school schedule and locker number folded into its pages. In 30 minutes, Raven had a history class with Mrs. Hilgen. He pulled Raven's backpack onto his shoulder and started to make his way towards her locker.
As he walked through the doorway into the schools' main hallway, he watched intently to see how his classmate's reacted to Raven's body. Initially, the reactions were less interesting than he had hoped. Most people ignored him and the few people that did look at him simply said hello and walked away. Knowing that his transformation was temporary, Jake hoped that the guys in his class would pay more overt attention to his female body.
As he approached Raven's locker, Jake realized that most people probably weren't used to seeing Raven in clothes like these. Raven was well known for her extroverted attitude and open sexuality. It was rare to see so little of her skin on display. Just yesterday, Jake remembered Raven walking through school with a short black miniskirt, long silk gloves, and a corset like shirt that prominently displayed the top of her large pale chest.
Jake placed his backpack on the ground and attempted to open Raven's locker using the combination she marked in her planner. Before the locker opened, Jake was pulled out of his thoughts by the surprising feeling of a large arm wrapping itself around his chest and the twinging sensation in his nipple as an unknown hand firmly squeezed one of Jake's breasts. Jake bit his lip to stop himself from yelling in surprise.
The warm wet mist of a man's breath spread against his neck before he felt someone place a short wet kiss on his skin. "I like the new look. You're a hot little schoolgirl" whispered the man into Jake's ear. Still biting his lip, Jake turned his head to see that he was alone in a small alcove with the man who was now firmly braced against his back.
Jake's breasts got another sharp squeeze. "Why so quiet? Is my little cat playing hard to get?" The man then dragged his other hand onto Jake's stomach, then slowly ran it downwards towards Jake's privates. In a panic, Jake thrashed his right elbow backwards into the man's stomach.
Jake turned around to see a teenage guy bending forward in pain. Jake recognized the guy, but he didn't know him well enough to know his name. Embarrassed that he probably hurt Raven's boyfriend, Jake scrambled to fix the situation. It was then that Jake realized his new body had physically reacted to being touched. Underneath his sports bra, Jake could feel his new nipples standing firmly erect and beneath his gym shorts, he could tell that his boxers were now slightly damp.
With his best Raven impression, Jake leaned forwards towards the man, placed both of his small hands against the man's cheeks, then pulled the man's face against his own. "I know you're more fun when you have something to work for" Jake said in the sexiest voice he could manage.
The man smiled and without warning, grabbed Jake by the waist and walked him backwards into Raven's locker. Jake let out a light yelp as the man pressed his hand against Jake's new vagina. The sensation of his boxers rubbing against his new genitalia made him painfully aware of how unfamiliar he was with his new body. He felt waves of strong, almost painful sensations across his entire body. His body was so sensitive it was almost painful, and the thought of the man's hands actually entering Jake's body made the shivering worse.
Jake's frustration must have been apparent on his face because the man let go of him and took a step backwards. "Two can play that game, kitty cat. We can finish this after your last class, unless you can't wait that long." As the man finished his sentence, he gave Jake a knowing wink. "I'll happily skip a class or two if you want to get some extra-credit under the bleachers again."
Jake was so thrown by his body's sensations that he couldn't form any words. It felt like his body was on fire and he was sweating all over. The feeling of sweat pulling in his sports bra was a particularly weird feeling for Jake and he couldn't shake the though to something, or someone, entering his body.
The man laughed. "Well, you have my number. Stay fresh kitty cat."