Jen, unused to her new basketball player sized height, shuffled awkwardly off the bus, even hitting her head on the top of the bus door as she made her way out. Surprisingly the response she made was in line with what she wanted to say, making Jen even more mad that she couldn't tell anyone about what had been happening to her, even though she doubted it would do any good. In fact, no one, even those who were no on the bus when she swapped, seemed to notice or care that her body was warped. She couldn't even hide her friend's butthole from popping up out of her shirt due to it being so tight, and no one even batted an eye.
Jen felt terribly like just skipping school and walking home, but given her knowledge that no one was aware of her morphs, she decided it wouldn't do her much good and she had skipped to much as it was. She supposed she could deal with her swirling emotions and odd feeling coming from her new parts later.
Briskly, backpack still clutched in front her to guard herself, she made her way to her first class of the day, English. Unfortunately, in her haste she collided with a teacher on her way to class. Ms.Smith, the youngest teacher in the school, and a blonde bombshell at that, fell down on her butt, her tight skirt hiked up past her thighs and revealing her polka dot underwear. Without thinking, Jen apologized and lent her hand to pull her teacher up. As soon as their fingers touched, Jen felt that terrifying tingle. At first, Jen couldn't tell what was different, nothing in particular felt off. As she pulled Ms.Smith up, she did notice a slight bulge in her skirt before it covered the teachers thighs once more.
"Oh, thank you for pulling me up Jennifer," said Ms.Smith as she brushed herself off.
Jen had wanted to reply that she was sorry, but nothing came out. She tried in vain to speak, but all that happened was she heard a sort of sloshing squishing sound. Then she heard it.
"P-pusssyyy! Cock! Want cock! Eat cunt!" The voice was undeniably Jen's. And it was coming from Ms.Smith's skirt. Hiking it up, Ms.Smith pulled aside her panties to reveal a face, Jen's face firmly in her crotch, her soft cheeks squished slightly by the teacher's thighs.
"Shush now Pussy, we can have those things later." She then lightly bapped the face in her crotch and walked off to class. Jen was speechless, literally. Quickly, she brought her hands up to her face and felt what she feared would be there. A large, meaty pussy, with what felt like a smartly shaved patch of fuzz above it had replaced her entire face. She pulled her hands away, unsure of what to do, unsure of how she could even see. She was about to run back to her house when an arm grabbed hers. It was her friend Samantha. As the cunt face Jen turned to look at her friend, she could actually feel her lower asshole being replaced with yet another stolen pussy.
Unable to verbally reject, Jen was pulled into class.