Send you out of class

"You will just have to go wait in the teacher's lounge." he sighs "I'll give you your assignments and come and check on you after class."

He writes you a permission slip and hands you a book of poetry and some work sheets before sending you on your way with a friendly pat on the rump.

You shake your head as you walk through the mostly empty halls the motion making your long hair brush against your shoulders. You are not sure if you'll ever get used to be called by a different name, never mind a girls name. Even after being made over to look like a girl and the **** to alter your voice and enhance your other feminine traits you still don't really feel like a girl. You rather hope you never will.

"I'm a man, damn it!" you mutter under your breath "I can't believe half the school thinks I'm some kind of slut. What a bunch of perverts."

The way your full lips relax into a sexy pout or you unconsciously wiggle your ass as you walk probably has something to do with it too but it doesn't even occur to you just how girlish you are acting even when there is no one else around.

Your thoughts are interrupted when you reach the door to the teachers lounge.