Jen headed for class. No one had said a word to her about the changes yet and she hoped she might slip by some how. Maybe they think it's a costume? She wasn't sure. Whatever the reason, she was grateful for it. She rushed into class right as the second bell rang.
"Right on time Jen!" Mrs. Carter said as Jen stepped in. She felt the warm tingle again and realized suddenly it had something to do with the change. She felt her chest tighten a little. She ignored it and took her seat quickly, sitting near the back. She fidgeted with her shirt, hoping her nipples wouldn't show through the dark color to badly. More than once she found herself day dreaming while staring at the girl in front of her. She looked down the girls slender back and saw that her skirt was riding low, letting her see top of her tanned ass. She was wearing a thong. The thought made her pussy grow tighter. She shuddered when she realized what she was thinking. What the hell am I doing looking at a girl...
"Jen!" Mrs Carter said from the front of the room. Warmth spread across her again. Her shirt began to pull apart a little at the seams. "Are you paying attention?" Jen looked up a little embarrassed.
"Yes, sorry. I am just a little tired.." Jen lied. Mrs. Carter looked at her a moment longer and then returned to the board. What was I thinking again? Jen wondered. Oh right! She went back to staring at the girls tight ass her own hand resting gently over her crotch. When the bell rang she stood and followed the girl out into the hall. She found herself reaching slowly as if to grab her butt but was stopped by a voice behind her.
"Jennifer! You forgot your bag again." It was the same boy as before she realized vaguely.
"Oh.. Thanks again.. um.."
"Kyle." The boy replied grinning. "You should really pay more attention... Jen." The top seams under her arms began to tear from the pressure of her growing breasts as he finished and turned away.
"Oh, by the way, Jen. I love what you've done with your hair. And those ears! Good stuff." Her shirt ripped completely down one side this time, breaking her partially out of her stupor. She grabbed her shirt and held it together. When she turned back the boy was gone.
She rushed back to the bathroom and thrust the trash can back in front of the door. She was at the mirror, gaping in astonishment at what she was seeing. Her skin was very green now and her hair even darker. It fell far down her back, curling up only inches before reaching her ass. From the long swirling bundle of hair she could see the tips of pointy green ears. Her tits where enormous. DD would be an understatement. It occurred to her that they should be far heavier but the thought drifted away in the haze of thoughts. She could not deny anymore that she was attracted to her own body... and other womens bodies. The mere thought sent pleasure down her spine.
She pulled the shirt off over her head and stared. Her nipples were so dark they were almost black, but they were still recognizable as green. Underneath those however she saw what appeared to be two small lumps, almost as if...
A stall door opened behind her and another girl stepped out. She hadn't realized there was someone else inside with her. She whirled to grab her shirt but the girl didn't seem to mind that there was a half naked green girl in the bathroom with her.
"Jen? Is that you? Jen Smith right?" The girl started suddenly. Jen jumped, someone had finally noticed her. "Did you do something with your hair? I didn'r recognize you at first?" Jen looked at the other girl incredulously and then began to giggle uncontrollably.
"Ya, I grew it out a little. Do you like it?" She said, sarcasm dripping from her smooth sensual voice. The girl leaned in, inspecting Jen. Jen was suddenly aware of the two small tight tits protruding from the girls blouse. She leaned in and kissed the girl gently. The girl pulled away at first but something seemed to come over her and she leaned in as well. Jen stuck her tongue slowly and gently between the girls lips, the other girls tongue responded. Both of the girls hands pressed against Jens enormous breasts, cupping what she could she playing with the fat nipples.
The girl pulled away and smiled. "It was good seeing you again Jen." She moved the trash can aside and left the bathroom. In the mirror Jen saw the first signs of her new changes. Beneath her first two boobs were another small pair, barely a cups, sticking out their tiny nipples like budding flowers. She knew she should be alarmed, terrified even, and somewhere below her new arousal she was. But the feelings wouldn't rise to the surface. All she found herself thinking was of all the hot girls in her next class...