"Look at him!" Yells Brayden, "Some sort of rubber animal."
"Huh?" Replies Callum dazed, "Why do I feel weird?"
He gazes downwards and jumps, making a squeaky rubber sound in the process, "I'm rubber?"
"Yeah," Luke butts in, "You're some sort of bipedal rubber fox."
"But I'm blue?"
"Blue bipedal rubber fox," Luke corrects.
Callum stands up. His rubber body squeaking. His eyes gaze up at his classmates, "Aww man. I'm tiny."
"But cute," replies Ruby, the shortest in the class at 160cm (5ft 3).
"I'm shorter than you," Callum whines.
"With cute green eyes to match."
"Shut up!"
"Sorry. But you're so damn adorable. Could cuddle you all night."
"Like a sex doll," laughs Abbey.
"I'M NOT A SEX DOLL!"
"But you're definitely rubber," smirks Abbey.
"Everyone calm down," Mr Jackson speaks up, "Callum is clearly confused and scared. Like any normal person. Those comments aren't helping him."
Callum gazes at the now utterly gigantic 195cm (6ft 5) Mr Jackson. Mr Jackson looks down at his student turned rubber fox. He can't help but feel sorry for Callum, he does indeed look cute. So small and innocent looking. Well, apart from the exposed 'member.'
Ruby is suddenly standing beside the little rubber fox Callum. She grins, "I'm guessing Callum is 150cm (4ft 11) tops." She suddenly lifts him up. Callum is taken by surprise, "Put me down!"
"So light," Ruby laughs while putting Callum back on his feet.
"Leave him alone!" Brayden suddenly butts in, grabbing one of his friends paw-hands and pulling.
He grabs his and Callum's backpack and bolts for the exit. Still holding his fox friend tightly.