Before I can even think, I feel electric through my body, focusing on my dick. I look down to see a wet circle broadening on my pants. It isn't much, which isn't surprising, but it's still prominent. I have to hide it. I'm a preteen, I just creamed my pants, and I have to hide it. Oh God how did I end up like this.
To make matters worse, I hear Sarah and Melissa outside the boys' room. They barge in and knock on the only closed stall door. I feel my stomach, then my throat, then my mouth and I vomit. On myself.
They take me to the nurse's, who tells me to drink some water and gets me some clothes from lost and found. Oh right. I have to take off my clothes because the nurse thinks I'm 'too young to be embarrassed'.
I ask myself if this is worth being safe from questions from Sarah which could lead to my only possible friend in this situation leaving me, and the answer was yes. I take off my pants and shirt, and realize I have to take my underwear off too.
Thankfully, after revealing my bird chest, skinny arms and hairless legs, the nurse decides I can have my last bit of dignity and leaves the room with Sarah. I'm left alone with my 3 incher still a bit hard. I weigh my options, which are
A) Wearing a pair of white briefs from lost and found with yellow stains on the front to mark how used they are.
B) Going commando and potentially letting my dick put me in even worse situations.
I put on the briefs and feel the stranger 12 year old dried pee against my familiar 12 year old groin.
Before I can put on the tiny red tracksuit, the nurse knocks and barges in. Sarah sees the stains and giggles, and I blush as I quickly put on the only clothing that fit me.
I grab the bag with 'my' school uniform, thank the nurse through my braces, and leave with Sarah.
"What the fuck are we going to do" asks the chipmunk called Sarah.
"I- I thought we could find the girl, she's the only one whOo knows we've changed or whatever the hell you'd call it" I reply with a well timed voice crack.
We go back to the study hall, Sarah checks the girls' room, and then we try to find our way through the middle school wing.
"What's happening over there?" Sarah asks, looking out the window. There are a bunch of people, some of them students, collecting in the park across the street.
After a lot of failing to convince the security, we use a large gap in the fence to sneak out of the school. Well, large compared to us.
While we're walking around the park, I realize I'm sweating a lot. Too much for a 12 year old who has not been exercising or anything. I try to get a discreet sniff, and realize I smell like preteen sweat. I even smell immature.
"Oi, look up, is that her?" Sarah asks and points at the girl from today.
We run, expecting her to run away, but she just turns to us and says "Hey!"
"Umm hey?! What the fuck have you done to us?!" Sarah asks.
"Calm down, I just did what you wanted me to. You have the easy life of a 12 year old now!" she replies.
"Okay, can you turn us back?" I ask.
"Why, this is what you wanted, so you're welcome and enjoy!" She says, and continues "Okay okay, I was just trying to teach you a lesson. I was gonna come find you in a little bit. I haven't even arranged your living status or anything! Oh shit then there's the mental change to scratch off the to-do list, hmmm..."
"Okay we're sorry, you're right, middle school isn't as easy as I made it out to be, and you guys have your struggles. Lesson learned! Now, can you please turn us back?" Sarah begs. All I can do is nod in agreement. Did she just say mental change?!
"Mmkay, since you've asked so nicely, I'll make this easier for you" she says, takes out a remote from her back pocket, and pushes a few buttons. "That's better, eh?"
Wait, what did she do?!