Jen would have plenty of time to think about how she would get the two back. She knew though that she couldn't do much in her
current state, except wait. It was at least an hour before some one came to her stall, though a few had scoffed at her picture. She had
her fair share of enemies, and unfortunately the first other girl to use her stall mid class was one of them.
Tracey, a dark haired yet freckled girl, slipped into the stall. Dropping her ragged jeans she sat om the toilet, relieving her bladder.
She half pouted, half glared at Jen with her gray eyes. "Who the fuck spends that much time drawing this fucking bitch?" She asked
aloud to no one. Her eyes glanced down as her urinating subsided, and smirked to herself. " 'Improve on me!'? You don't say?" She
clicked her tongue smugly, and reached into her bag.
Jen could only watch in horror as this angry metal head brought a bright red sharpie to her face. Tracey drew careful arches,
smudging the penciling below, giving Jen a new wide o shaped pair of lips. The sensation for Jen was something like the pressure of
being drawn on, plus the feeling of her face skin, flat as it was, being massaged and pulled in strange ways. "Looking improved
already," Tracey said with a smile and a nod, "Just one more thing..." she said as she brought the pen back up, scribbling a few more
things on Jennifer's face. Smirking to herself, she got up, cleaning herself and flush, before leaving. She pulled the stall door wide
open, dragging her hand slowly across Jen's ample drawn bosom, and left her looking at the mirror of the bathroom, where she was
able to witness her first new change, and read what was written on her face.
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Not only was she given candy apple red love doll cock sucking lips, they were even given instructions. Jen might have cried, if she
were physically able too, but something pinged in the back of her mind, especially it seemed, she she thought of cocks. It wasn't too
long before some one else entered the restroom...