Just as Jennifer was on her way to GYM class, she looked back at Marissa, who seemed to still be pissed, trying to put on her sport clothes. The fact her face was not on her head anymore really made it hard for her to slid in her shirt, and the fact her face was were her pussy used to be, made her struggle with keeping her pants on, as her nose was on the way and she couldn't find a way to not cover her eyes as well. She looked genially frustrated, even if she was unable to speak anymore.
For Mean she was to her, Jennifer couldn't help to feel guilty for what she did to marissa, after all, she just handicapped a lot a girl, even if she was a bitch. She had this great power and she might as well have fun, but was it correct to do so by running others' life? They wouldn't know anything was wrong, but she would.
She opened up the locker where Marissa's mouth and pussy was resting, and then she gave a hold to Marissa's big breasts, and she decided...