Jennifer giggled as a commotion was suddenly heard back from the cafeteria. "We got a runner!" one of the men in a hazmat suit shouted. A boy bolted from the cafeteria as he made his way right to where the other kids were sitting. Everyone began to panic as one kid shouted. "He still has the cooties!" The sea of kids turned into a pile up as everyone tried to run if different directions. Jennifer was pushed and shoved back and forth until she fell down in the commotion. Looking around her all she could see was feet shuffling around her in a blitz. She tried to stand up again only to be hit by someone in her shoulder. It felt like electricity, or like her funny bone was hit, as it radiated from her shoulder throughout her body. Jennifer fell back down to her knees as she panted. It was suddenly so hot, sweat began to bead from her forehead. A dull pain radiated from her groin as she moaned, tilting her head to the ground to look back at her groin. She gasped as she saw her stomach growing in sudden unseemly lurches, every few seconds her stomach surging forth another few inches. Jennifer sat up as she saw it was first just a small potbelly, then pushing against her shirt, before finally straining against the fabric as Jennifer desperately pulled it up. A pressure built up in her chest as two small breasts burst forth her nipples hardened as a small squirt of milk escaped, evident by the faint stains forming on her tight shirt. Jennifer screamed as she realized she had gotten the cooties. She flailed about trying to stand up, accidently touching another few students, the boys ran continued to run, two other girls fell next to the tables as their stomachs began to expand as well. The screams and chaos died down after a few minutes as the crowds dispersed more and more from Jennifer's position, the only sound now that of sirens and moaning. Jennifer sat up on her knees, her stomach nearly reaching the ground even then as it distended far infront of her. Around her other girls were experiencing the same thing.
A squad of hazmat staff bustled into the yard, one called into a radio. "Outbreak contained, we got....eighteen boys, twenty-two girls." he said after a slight pause to count. Jennifer felt a arm grab her shoulder as she was hoisted up to stand. "On your feet, join the line." the crew man said. Jennifer turned to move to the line. "Clothes off! If you need assistance it will be provided." another crew barked. A pair of crew men walked around with scissors, cutting into any kid that either needed help, or didn't comply. Jennifer struggled to pull off her shirt, but managed too as she dumped her clothes onto the ground infront of her.
After a second, the clothes were picked up and tossed into a large vehicle incinerator. As the kids, Jennifer included were mercilessly hosed off with a bitter water. It tasted like a leek but stung like hydrogen peroxide on a wound. After a few seconds the water stopped as Jennifer was offered a towel to dry herself off with.