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Whitewood: Girl Drama
🕑 Added 2022-09-26 13:01:04 +0000 UTC"Hey" The girl with the designer top said to her friend, her voice low and subdued.
"Hey..." The unhappy looking cheerleader sighed back.
James and Henry, or rather, Jenna and Heather, stood despondantly next to their lockers, avoiding each other's faminine faces. Jenna wore her varisty jacket to hide her large boobs, while Heather was wearing clothing that displayed her new assets in a tasteful, yet tempting way. Both had been women for three months now, inhabiting lives they were not prepared for. Jenna hugged her books against her bountiful chest while Heather leaned against her locker, staring at the tile floor of the school hallway. The two Seniors had been goofing around when they'd accidentally picked a fight with the Art teacher, Tereasa Hanson, after goofing off and disrupting class. She had kept them after class to talk to them, and the two self-absorbed jocks had just brushed off her concerns and even laughed at her threat of detention.
"C'mon Ms. Hanson! You know we're the basketball team's stars! You give us detention and make us miss practice or a game and YOU'LL be the one in hot water!" James had laughed in her face.
"Yeah! And, like, you know if it had been the preppy girls talking all through class you wouldn't have done anything! Who would listen to you anyway? Everyone knows you're just a bimbo with a bachelor's!" Henry said with a cruel smirk.
"Oh totally! Man, think of all the stuff we could get away with if we WERE girls! They clearly have it so easy, all they have to do is look pretty for their boyfriends and act all girly for the teachers and they get a free pass for everything!" James said, taking the opportunity to prance in front of Ms. Hanson's desk like what he thought a overly prissy girl would look like, "Unlike us studs, who have to WORK for what they get!"
That had caused Teresa's eyebrows to shoot up, and she fixed the boys with a mischevious stare.
"Oh, is that what you think being a girl is all about? Just free rides and hand jobs? Well, why don't you two 'studs' try it out for a while, see if it suits you!" The dark haired art teacher said with a evil giggle, before she plucked a very old looking paintbrush out of the jar on her desk. The two boys were getting ready to make another set of comments when Teresa quickly dipped the paintbrush's tip in her cup of water, dapped a bit of paint on the end from the tray next to the desk, and quickly swiped a handful of strange symbols across a empty sheet of paper. Then she held it up against the boys, blocking them from her vision while she whispered the true language of the painted runes. The magic being used was ancient and powerful, and would act fast.
There were two girly shrieks and Ms. Hanson lowered the paper, grinning ear to ear as she looked upon the two girls that stood there. One had long, brown-blonde hair and large breasts against a skimpy outfit, while the other looked the very definition of 'preppy teenage girl', her braided hair and designer fashion clothes hugging tightly to her attractive frame. The girls looked down at themselves, at each other, and promptly screamed in unison once more as the former James pawed furiously at his bulging boobs while the former Henry was busy grabbing his new bulbous ass and crotch, held snug in a skirt that looked as expensive as it was skimpy.
"There! Now Jenna, Heather, here's the deal; you see what it's like to be girls for the rest of the school year! Maybe you'll listen to those Sex-Ed classes now, because if you have sex or get off, you're stuck like this!" Teresa chuckled, before shooing the two girls out into the hallway as she prepared for her next class. Without any way of changing back, the two new girls vowed to never give in.
That had been life for the last three months, both former boys trying desperately not to give in to their growing feminine desires. They met up everyday at their lockers to check in with the other and to reaffirm their bonds of masculinity, but lately...
Jenna tugged her books closer to her chest, not wanting to reveal to Heather that Brad from the football team had asked her to prom...After getting to Second Base with her.
And Heather didn't want Jenna to know about how she ended up at Third with Ted.
