You run down the hallway and past the locker rooms, yellow stockinged feet slipping on the waxed tile floor. After slipping a few times you topple over, landing on your butt with a thud. You run your hands over your legs, not used to the feeling of them rubbing against each other. You sit there a minute to gather your thoughts.
Your breasts seem to have stopped growing, but they place a new pressure on your tight spandex top. You pull at it in a vain; the material just snaps back into place. You pull the top out in front of you as far as you can manage, exposing your new breasts to the air. They are about the size of C-cups now. You grab at one with your free hand. It is smooth, and your nipple has become very sensitive. Your erect penis throbs againt the spandex leotard. You aren't sure if you are a boy or a girl anymore, you just know that you're really turned on. You seem to recall reading about "futanari" somewhere. Are you one of those now?
Weirded out, you let the leotard snap back into place. Bracing yourself against a wall, you carefully regain your balance before running, more carefully, down a hallway toward the principal's office. You throw open the door, shouting about the calamity taking place in the school gymansium, but the lights are all off. A weird glow is coming from behind the desk. The chair's back is turned to you... slowly it turns around, revealing the girl from before!
"Hey there... handsome." She seductively climbs onto the desk, crouched down on it like a cat. Beckoning to you with a black fingernail. Against your will, you find yourself standing up on the balls of your feet, walking step by step toward her outstretched arms. You reach her and lean forward. You just can't help yourself. You try to protest, but find yourself unable to speak. Confused, but excited, you swallow hard with anticipation and dread.
"Ooohh, don't worry!" She cradles your masculine cheeks in her hands, running a finger down your jawbone, down your neck, into your leotard top. Your bare arms hover in the air behind you, keeping your balance.
"It's your fault there are hardly any boys left in this school now, you know. I had only eyes for you, but you never noticed me. So I hated all men. I decided there wouldn't be any anymore. But I still loved you. What's a girl to do? Did you find my solution... creative?"
With this last word the strange girl grabs your yellow-clad butt with both of her hands, nuzzling her breasts against your tightly wrapped balls. You manage to yell in ecstacy as your penis starts to leak, bound up against you, trapped in your leotard. You whisper. "I remember you now... you're the girl from..."
"Shhh..." the girl hops down from the desk, releasing you from her spell. You are free to move, but for some reason you don't want to leave. You move back, hand hovering over the doorknob, but your eyes are fixed on this strange, wonderful girl.
She speaks. "You are free to go back to the gym to check on your friends, but you are also welcome to stay and enjoy my company. I've had my revenge now. Either way, I win."