Aaron, shocked at being turned into a girl, could only nod numbly at the teacher's order and found himself… no herself, following the older woman through the crowd of lookalikes. “This is your fourth time this week!” The principal lectured. “What would your father think when he sees you trying to skip class again?!”
That snapped Aaron out of his trance and he quickly pulled out his phone and generated a sentence, targeting the principal.
“The principal is taking Erin Tanaka to the office,” the sentence read.
Thinking fast, Aaron replaced the word, “office,” with, “bathroom.”
Nothing seemed to changed, but the principal stopped short of her office, right next to the central bathrooms. “Here you go, young lady,” she said, before shaking her head. “Honestly you are nothing but the troublemaker of the family,” she muttered, leaving Aaron alone.
Aaron walked into the female bathrooms after a moment of hesitation since he wasn’t willed to get into trouble again. He was already in enough of it already. When he walked inside, he froze, seeing two near-identical teenage girls with the only thing different between them were their hair. One had bright blue hair going to her waist and the other had short brown hair.
The two of them turned around, not looking all that surprised to see Aaron there. The two chatted with each other as they passed a very still Aaron, leaving him alone in the bathroom.
Aaron let out a sigh of relief as he moved himself in front of a mirror and stared st the girl in the reflection. He looked nothing like his old male self. Instead, his body and face were exact copies of Rebecca Tanaka. His chest seemed to be the same size as Rebecca. The only different was that he had long straight brown hair while Rebecca had black. He undid a button on his uniform and leaned forward to look at his cleavage.
Yep. There was no denying what was happening. He lifted his skirt to find a pair of white panties snuggled against his flat crotch.
Ok that was enough. Aaron pulled out his phone. He did have a way to fix this. All he had to do was generate a sentence. He couldn’t only fix himself of course. He had to get the entire school back to how it was.
He generated a sentence this time targeting the entire school. The single sentence was a long one.
“This high school, funded entirely by Yuta Tanaka who is the president of a highly successful pharmaceutical company, houses and teaches his 375 test-tube daughters to become the successful young women they are meant to be.”
Ok, how should he-?
“Hey, Erin!”
Aaron looked up, to see another sister entering the bathroom. However, her haircut was instantly familiar to Aaron as it was dyed blonde, wildly styled and had streaks of red running through it. “R-Rita?!” he spluttered, momentarily forgetting the sentence he had generated.
Rita frowned. “Yeah, what’s wrong, sis?”
Aaron recoiled. It was just strange to hear his friend think of him as her sister. “no its just…” he said struggling to come up with a response.
Rita raised an eyebrow, before she suddenly snatched Aaron's phone from him. “What is this?” she asked, her thumb a blur on the touch keybroad.
Aaron's eyes widened. “Hey give that back!” he demanded, but it came out more like a snooty rich girl whine.
Rita rolled her eyes. “Fine.” She smirked. “I fixed that sentence by the way.”
Aaron checked his phone, finding that Rita hadn’t confirmed the change. He let out a sigh of relief as his own thumb touched the bottom of the screen, accidentally confirming the new sentence.
Shit.