"Ah ah ah..." came a familiar voice behind Jen, causing her to freeze up, "Little girls aren't supposed to swear!" "Fuck you, Kyle Perkins."
barked Jen. "Why can you see the changes but nobody else can?" "Because it's my wish? Besides, they can still see the changes, they
jusf don't think anything's different then before." Jennifer paused for a moment. "Alright, then...Transform or-" Jen stopped, feeling a lump
in her throat. Coughing, she tried again, but was unable to complete the sentence. "Ah ah ah, I said you couldn't dare me!" said a smug
Kyle Perkins. "Fuck." yelled Jennifer in the empty hallway. "And aren't you late for class?" prodded Kyle. Jen's eyes lit up, and she said
"No, I'm not." before running off. Kyle was momentarily confused before he realized what she'd done, and it was too late. He gasped as
his legs vanished and were replaced by those of a petite little girl. "Damn you Jennifer!" muttered Kyle.
Jen ran through the door to Sex Ed, and took her seat. "You're late, Jennifer." said an angry Mrs. Andrea, "But I'll let it slide this one time,
you hear me?" Jen wasn't paying attention, as she clearly had her hands in her boy pants, but she meakly gave out a "Yes Ma'am." Jen
gasped as Kyle's legs were replaced by the wide, curvaceous, birthing hips of her teacher, and ber teacher now had Kyles legs. "Good."
replied the teacher, beggining the lesson. "Fuck, I was starting to like that 'penis' thing."