Lunch break

You were happy as four class hours had gone by and the bell for lunch break sounded. Especially the first two classes with the new students were nerve-racking. Even in the second class Ms. Banks made you to first make out with her, and after the first boy came up, switched over to him and confronted you with another boy, who wanted to make out with you, despite knowing you were a boy too. But again you pushed him away and protected yourself from the unthinkable. Thereafter you were really happy that you only had girls (feminized boys) as students and they did normal math.

In the way to the cafeteria you noticed that there still were a lot of students looking like girls. Just here and there appeared a group of male students, recognizable on their lack of the school uniform. One of these groups surrounded someone a little bigger than they were. This person had short, straight brown hair and a girly face. Her outfit was noticeable in particular, as it was neither a schoolgirl-uniform, neither one of the typical teacher-outfits. It was a white top with red seams, white, black and gray checked short skirt and black boots. It was Frank, who was the center of attention for the boys. He too seemed to like their attention and smiled and laughed with them. It was like boys were trying to hit on a popular girl and she enjoyed it more than giving in to one of them. Well, you could understand them. Frank had turned quite beautiful and, if it wasn't for the whole situation, you would be one of his fans too, just that you wouldn't cling to him as close as these boys did.

In the cafeteria you sat down with Jack, Leticia and Macy. They too reported of at least one class with a group of new students. Well, at least you thought they all did. Leticia kept talking mainly in Spanish, so you weren't sure. Just why did she keep talking in Spanish, when she clearly seemed to understand English?

"I already fear tomorrow. I have both classes again." You said thinking back to your two classes with the boys and to Ms. Banks' words.

"You have my sympathy." Jack said feeling sorry for you.

"If you can't stand it, you can always come over to me. I'll help you, especially if you have some ... urges." Macy licked over her plump lips.

"Thanks, but until I'll be at your class-room, it'll have faded away." You didn't made her any hope you would come by.