Try to use in moderation

They arrive at school without anything unexpected happening, though he did spot the effects of his previous change, as Makoto had arrived, parking a motorcycle outside the school. "Hey Makoto. You actually got your motorcycle?" Futaba waved hi, Makoto doing the same as she took off the helmet.

"Yeah, Sis helped out with some of it as an early Christmas present. She's actually been getting a good amount of work as a defense attorney." She brushed her hair aside. "Just have to stop by the bathroom to take off the leather pants - you really need them for riding these things."

Ren tried to restrain himself, but he couldn't resist. Maybe he would need to use these earrings to help alleviate his libido on occasion - the temptation was a powerful thing. "I don't think the school normally has a problem if you do it at the lockers. That way you could store them there while class is going on. "

"Oh yeah, thanks for the reminder." Makoto thanks him as they enter the school. As they went to her lockers, Makoto put her helmet down and bent at the waist to grab her leather pants and pull them down, giving Ren a good view of her panties as her thighs.

"Umm, Makoto, I think the pants are sticking to your leggings..." Futaba said.

"What?!" Makoto looked around, blushing. Ren, however took the time to help.

"I got it." He bends to one knee, then grabs the hem of the leggings and pulling up on them slightly, so Makoto could pull them apart.

"Oh, thanks Ren." She said as she resumed. Ren was blocking the view of her panties with his head as she continued pulling the leather pants down. True, that gave him a direct view of her underwear, but that was normal for Ren. It took her a bit but she eventually got them off of her, ren pulling up her leggings as she finished. "That really helped, though it might be a reason not to ride my bike every day." She blushed shyly as she finished changing to her school shoes. Ren nodded Idly as they walked to the classroom, after waving goodbye to Futaba.

Okay Ren, that might have been ****, but at least you kept her from flashing the school. Just you... Man, these things are tempting... Ren's thoughts were processing what had happened, ignoring the rising mast in his pants. Luckily, so was everyone else...