A new school day

Jerry woke up and went to school with a weird sense of anticipation. It was what happened in the last day or so that got him wondering what was going to happen at school today or if anything had happened at all. He liked to think he was in his right mind, but considering all the weird stuff that had happened yesterday, he couldn't be sure.

It all felt like a weird dream if he was being honest. All of a sudden all the Black kids at school were suddenly showing their asses off, and then a random Black jacked him off with their ass. It honestly seemed like he had just been delusional and that all of yesterday had just been some delayed shock from surviving the big bang and getting away with seemingly zero wounds.

Some weird combination of survivor's guilt and trauma. So with the hopeful dream of yesterday being some insane delusion but with the weird anticipation that it hadn't been, he was off to school; he made it there without any trouble. Which made sense, as pretty much all the gangs had been at the big bang and so weren't exactly in good shape to be doing the usual gang stuff at the moment.

So he walked into the front entrance of the school and found himself to be slightly shocked, as despite him anticipating it, he could see that yesterday was in fact real. It was honestly the strangest thing he had ever seen. The Latinos, the whites, and the Asians were all the same as usual except for one thing: they were all wondering what the fuck was going on with the blacks, and he was certainly one of them wondering that the moment he came through the school door.

As it seemed, there was a very big fashion change among the Black population of the school, a rather drastic one. The Black boys had done everything they could to downplay themselves. They were wearing clothes that did everything it could to make their muscles disappear. So now the gangsters in training all of a sudden went from trying to show how bad they were with full displays of scars, tattoos, and muscle to hiding all of that.

Now with hiding all of that it was throwing everyone for a loop. The only thing they seem to be actively showing was their asses, as all of them seemed to be wearing tight pants that hugged their asses extra tight. Weirdly, it was like all the Black boys of the school had all gone to the same yoga studio to get matching pants. Then there were the Black girls, and honestly he wasn't sure what to make of them.

It was like all of a sudden every single girl at school was a cheerleader. They were all wearing short skirts and midriffs. They also walked differently too; before, they had all been different, each one walking as their social circles allowed. The ones with gangster connections walked aggressively, the ones with future prospects walked with confidence, and then the normal ones just walked with a steady rhythm as they did the same walk from one class to another as they always had done.

Now though there were no differences; each Black woman didn't so much walk as strut like they were all on the red carpet, showing off with a combination of lewdness and boldness that was strange to see them all have. Though when he walked in, it got worse as they all started to move, but differently, when they noticed him adding a bit more swing to their step that let him see their curves jiggle nicely.

It was a strange, lewd situation, as it also didn't matter who you were at the school for you to be doing this, just that you were Black. So both Black teachers and Black students were doing this weird, lewd behavior. Jerry had no idea what to make of it, and so he decided for the moment just to ignore it as best he could. So he made his way to the classroom, trying not to focus on the weird, lewd shows going on around him as he walked.

He eventually, through sheer stubbornness, avoided the weird, lewd reality going on around him. This was helped along by the fact that, well, they seemed to be doing lewd things at him; they weren't willing to come and talk to him about what they were doing. So he sat down in Mrs. Coleman's class wondering how long this state of affairs could go on.