Not knowing what else to do, James got up and sat back on the desk, utterly ashamed, mulling over something he had heard Elspeth say earlier. This was a six hour long class? There was no way that could be right! But if it was, that meant that he was stuck here for another five and a half hours at the very least.
Before he could wrap his head around this new revelation, James felt his penis itch fiercely, which was just as annoying as the overwhelmingly foreign sensation of his tail, which was still stuck on him. He wasn’t entirely sure what had happened with the cucumber transformation that was making his little chum so irritable, but it was decidedly getting more and more irritable.
As he over whether or not to give it a good scratch, all the girls watching or not, Elspeth called up a chubby, friendly looking girl with thick glasses that made Meghan’s look non-existent in comparison. Her freckled face was over swept by long, Orange her, and her portly figure made way for a large, albeit saggy, bosom.
“When you’re ready, Molly.”, Elspeth chirped, observing. As Molly stood in front of James, smiling, the young man turned test subject couldn’t help but detach at his crotch involuntarily, the itchiness of it becoming unbearable.