No, keep quiet

You bite your lip and tense up but you manage to stay silent until you hear the phone hang up. You let out a long, tired breath and look at yourself in the mirror. The more you think about it the more thankful you are that you refused her - that woman has been nothing but trouble for you, imagining that she'd somehow help you is laughable.

When you return to Trish you're shaking. She pulls you over to a bench and puts her arm around you, holding you tight until you stop shaking and start explaining what happened. "One of these days I'll ring this bitch's fucking clock," she growls. "It's weird. I'd love to thank her for something else," she makes a certain gesture towards her now fertile crotch, "but the way she keeps yanking your chain she's definitely got a beating in store."

Before you wouldn't have been that turned on by such an aggressive girl, but now that you're smaller and weaker than ever before you cuddle up to Trish's more muscular arm and feel warm and safe. It feels even better when she gently plays with your hair. For several minutes you lie there contentedly, eyes half closed. Then you feel Trish tense up slightly. "Don't get up," she says, "I just saw Bethany wander into the jewelry store. I'll be back!" Before you can understand what's happening Trish has hopped up and away with a few of the shopping bags in hand. She's around a corner before you even figure out where Bethany is.

It sucks that your little interlude with Trish got interrupted, but it makes sense once you think about it. Trish is dressed in her typical punk clothing - not an outfit likely to get her closer to the preppy high school girls she wants to use you to hunt. As Bethany steps out from the shop, sees you and waves you're reminded that as far as Trish is concerned you're all for the idea of seducing these young beauties - in fact yesterday, just before going off into the woods to fuck like rabbits, you two did arrange to meet up with the four St. Catherine's girls today. Hmmm, yesterday. When you still thought you were going to turn back into a man.

When Bethany comes up to your bench and stands over you you're once again taken with her. The way her gawky body is so obviously on the cusp of being tall, lithe and beautiful. The male side of you can't deny how nice it would be to get inside Bethany's panties. Even as a woman you could have some fun with the tall brunette. Today she's not wearing her school uniform, so after greeting her you ask why.

"We just wear our uniforms for special occasions during the summer. Yesterday some of the girls from St. Catherine's were in tennis matches. Lots of girls turned up, you could see a whole pile of school uniforms up in the stands."

"Wow, sounds like real school spirit."

"Yes, we come out and cheer for almost all the clubs and teams."

You're about to ask about that 'almost' when you spot a blonde striding your way. Bethany smiles and withdraws a little as Zoey takes the lead role and draws you into conversation on all manner of things. Within a few minutes both Hanna and Felicia have arrived, seemingly drawn here by nothing more than the conversation.

It's quite a relief when you see Trish come into view - now sporting a rather nice long sleeved blouse. The bow tie collar is a bit much, but you guess Trish was trying hard to find something innocent looking. It probably won't raise any eyebrows with your new friends, but for you it's a little disconcerting. You know what a dirty girl Trish is - it's like seeing a wolf in sheep's clothing.