The students gathered around the CPR dummy laying on the floor pushing and giggling as a group of teenage boys normally will.
At their feet Jeff was wrapped around the CPR dummy, clothing it. But something was happening. He felt his consciousness moving. His vision was blurring and fading and gasps were coming from the students.
The speedo on the dummy faded slowly away. The students witnessed it, each on thinking something different. Maybe they were hallucinating, maybe it wasnt there to begin with. Only Jeff knew.
Jeff could hear them talking and he felt that his eyes were closed. He opened them and the students gasped. He could move now. He sat up and there were screams and yells of alarm from those around him.
"Its moving! Its alive! What the hell! Is this a joke?" all of the sounds hit him at once making a loud din.
Jeff looked down. He wasnt a speedo any more. He had merged with the one wearing him, but he was being worn by a rubber dummy. He could feel something else happening. His body was still changing.
Looking down at himself he saw the strange mannequin joint of the dummy, of himself, begin to fill in. His plastic body grew more muscular and looked a little more human. His fingers were still joined together and it was a little hard to move.
He noticed also that even though he was a little more human, he was still a hard plastic CPR dummy and he had no genitals. Just a smooth shiny bulge at his crotch like a department store mannequin.
Jeff stood up. Most of the students had fled in terror, but several of them remained behind. Mostly the manyl jock types who made a good show of not being afraid.
Then..