Gerald is pissed. He wants his switch back. He was fucking around on it during study hall and got caught. Stupid jerk Coach Dees took it from him in front of everyone. That thing costs money. Gerald can’t wait for his turn to talk to the principal. His parents have money. No way some terrorist asshole principal gonna take his shit.
“Gerald. Please join me,” squawks the loudspeaker.
He stands and shuffles into the room. The principal gestures for him to sit. He does, staring at the principal's generous tits. She’s cute as fuck, Gerald is more than happy to admit.
“Gerald,” she addresses him. “You like playing video games?”
“Yes.”
“Hmmm. What if I were to tell you that video games were racist and sexist?”
Gerald rolled his eyes. He’d heard this hit before. “I don’t know. I’d call it bullshit!” he insists loudly.
Gerald notes that the principal has an amused smile. He watches as she takes a photograph of him.
“So...” the principal continues. “Why do you dye your hair blue?”
“I don’t. What the hell lady!” protests Gerald.
“Hmm. Oh yeah. Look at yourself.” She hands him a mirror. He stares at his face, rounded and feminine, heavy make-up and his hair bleached blonde and then dyed blue. He gasps. He looks down at his body. Why is he wearing a leather jacket and a tank top? When did his chest get so swollen? He stands, dropping the mirror.
He bends forward to see past his swollen chest. He’s wearing tight black leggings that show off the exact shape of his genitals. He definitely doesn’t have a penis anymore.
“Why am I a girl?!” he demands, taken aback by the sound of his female voice.
“I’m tired of you playing video games all the time. I’d like you to complain about them for a bit.”
He gasps. “You made me an SJW?”
She smirks. “Put in a good show between now and graduation, and I’ll change you back.”
He takes a deep breath, feeling his large tits bounce and jiggle.
“Oh. And Geraldine?” Hana adds.
She turns to look at the principal.
“I expect you to whine about everything. If you don’t put your heart into it, you’re never going back.” Hana laughs.
Geraldine runs from the room with tears streaming down her face.