Jen put herself in park, turning her engine off. It almost like she was holding her breath, though without the intense urge to take a breath after a few seconds. She felt the warmth radiate from her engine bay onto the bottom side of her hood, the sun beat down on her paint, and the shade of the tree covering her back half. Despite this, her muscle memory took over. She unbuckled her seatbelt, feeling it pop out of the latch. She also opened her door, ready to get out. A jolt of pleasure ran through her as she removed the keys from her ignition. Momentarily forgetting about her new body, she tried to place them in her pockets. She jammed the keys into her seat. Hard.
"OW! FUCK!" she cried, rubbing where she'd accidentally poked herself. She paused for a moment, taking in that she attached to her car now. "Guess I don't really need to open my door, seeing as I can't get out" she thought, shutting it. "How am I going to get to class, though?" She thought for a while, trying to remember if the building her class was in had a loading dock. She remembered that it had a small cafeteria in the basement, she might be in luck...
She placed her key back in her ignition, feeling the same jolt of pleasure as she turned her engine on. As she shifted herself into drive, she wondered how she'd get back there. If she were still human, she'd just take the sidewalks, but she wasn't sure how well that would be received in her new form. As she drove around the parking lot, she saw a road leading back between a few buildings, one of which was where her classroom was. As she approached it, she noticed a sign. "OFFICIAL VEHICLES ONLY BEYOND THIS POINT. ALL OTHER VEHICLES SUBJECT TO TOW"
She wasn't sure what else to do, so she drove forward. She decided to turn her hazards on, feeling a pulse of electricity run through her and her turn signals turn on and off. She slowly made her way down the road, finding herself at a loading dock for the cafeteria. A few workers were chilling on crates outside, evidently having a smoke break after the morning food restock.
Jen pulled up to them, instinctively lowering her window. She yelled out, asking for directions, but they evidently didn't hear her over her engine and their music. She tried to yell louder, to no avail. As she yelled louder, she felt something shift. She tried again to reach their attention, yelling as loud as she could. She heard her horn go off, causing the workers to jump.
"What the fuck is your problem? Why are you even back here, you're not supposed to be here!" one of them yelled at her. Behind him, another employee hurried to turn the speaker off, visibly annoyed by Jen's intrusion. Jen apologized profusely, and explained her situation.
"Well, I... need to get into the building...."
"Why can't you just walk in? The parking lot's back that way," another asked, pointing around the building.
"Yes, yes, I know, but... I just can't, ok? Can I use the loading ramp to get inside?"
"Why... not? Why can't you get out of your car?" The workers were perplexed. Their faces turned from confusion and annoyance to understanding as Jen opened her door, revealing the seamless transition of her human torso to car seat.
"Like I said... I can't."
"Well, why didn't you say that earlier? LOL of course you can use the loading ramp, how else could you get in?" They seemed to think her concern was silly, now that they saw she was her car. Jen remembered that Kyle said her change would be seen as 100% normal. As she drove up the ramp, one of the workers opened the large loading door, revealing a storage room and hallway. She thanked them as she drove through, hearing her tires squeal lightly on the floor.
As she drove through the storage room, she soon came upon her next obstacle. She stopped ahead of the double-doors that lead to the hallway, assessing her options. Would she even be able to fit through the doors? Let alone the hallway, full of other students?