The trip to school was uneventful but on her way to her first class her friend Bridget stopped her in the hallway. Bridget had her long blond hair in a ponytail tied with a scrunchy that Jen did not remember letting her borrow. Her top was barely within school regulations showing off her cleavage and flat little tummy and a pleated skirt that was a tad too short. Grabbing Jen's hand she said "hurry up or we'll be late for class!"
Just then a stray hair tickled Jen's nose and she sneezed on Bridget's hand. "Ewww! Warn a girl before you do that!" She exclaimed, withdrawing her hand to clean it off. Jen was shocked to see a few longer hairs on her friend's hand but didn't get a chance to comment on it before being ushered into the classroom by Ms. Jensen.
From her seat towards the back of the class Jen could see more changes happening to Bridget but it was all so subtle that she wasn't entirely sure she wasn't imagining things.
A few minutes into class Bridget uncrossed her legs and began to fidget uncomfortably. Her top seemed tighter and a few hairs sprinkled her back, though being blonde they were barely noticeable. As the class progressed she began blushing whenever the teacher would lean forward. The fidgeting continued and she began unconciously smoothing her skirt. Jen stared as her friend's chest slowly began to deflate. Nearly at the end of class Bridget's hand shot up and her voice cracked as she asked to be excused. As she stood to leave, and before she hid herself with her purse, Jen could see the fabric of her black panties peeking out from beneath the pleats of her skirt.