Jen stumbled back into the hallway, clutching her clothes to her chest, desperate to get away from the industrious half elves that had adorned her with this bizarre harness.
Glancing up and down the hall she was relieved to find it deserted and the clock on the wall told her she still had 10 minutes until the end of the period and the start of lunch.
Now she’d managed to escape the incessant stroking of her tail her normal thought processes were rapidly returning and being caught naked in the school hallway was something she definitely didn’t want to experience.
Backing against the wall she quickly started pulling her clothes back on over the top of the weird harness. She grunted in frustration when she realised her panties appeared to be missing but she didn’t want to go back into the sewing room looking for them.
She re-dressed as best she could. Flattening out her outfit Jen knew the lower thigh straps would poke out just below her skirt when she walked and the strap up her cleavage and collar were clearly visible. But there was nothing she could do about it, “I’ll have to ask the other girls how they get their harnesses off” Jen said to herself before she ran her hand across the strap around her neck, tugging at it softly. It was snug and she could feel it’s presence without it being uncomfortable.
Her mind clearing further Jen realised what had happened in the room, “My breasts… glowed…?” She questioned to the air, lifting the front of her cheerleading top and looking down at her breasts, now nestled protectively back in her bra. They seemed fine again now, but she was worried about what Nicky had said about them glowing when she was “embarrassed or excited”.
Dropping her shirt back in place Jen realised she’d been slouching protectively against the wall and stood up slowly, feeling the way the straps of the harness moved and shifted with her, their tightness a constant reminder under her clothes.
She took a few experimental steps and gasped. “Oh my god, that can’t be right…”
With every step she took the two straps between her legs would pull her pussy one way then the other, it was like a gentle rubbing. Moving her left foot forward moved the straps sensually across her pussy up and to the right in a circular motion, before moving her right leg moved them down and to the left. Repeated steps caused her pussy to be slowly and teasingly stroked in a firm little circle over and over again.
She took a few more practise steps, screwing up her nose as the massaging continued with every movement and causing her to squeal quietly under her breath in half irritation half arousal. "Goddam it Kyle..."
But her reverie was broken by the loud chiming of the lunch bell and almost immediately the empty hallway filled with students all moving in the direction of the lunch hall… Jen could make out pointier ears and a distinct shrinking in the average height as the majority of students continued towards elfhood; and even at 5ft 4, she was now one of the tallest people in the hallway.
Jens stomach growled as she caught a sniff of something cooking down the hall... Before she remembered what Amber had promised her from cooking class... “...I hope the girls didn’t save me any of those 'cookies'…”