You go to school to see the fallout of your experiment

You decide to try and get back into the normal rhythm, so you brush your teeth before you use the toilet: Your sister's intimate teasing of you necessitating a slight pause to get the blood out of your system before relieving yourself. You honestly don't know if she actually would have gone further if you asked her to do so. She seemed so intimate with her body that you honestly begin to wonder if she even considers you her brother or not.

You begin to wonder how the modifiers that makes the changes seem normal to everyone but yourself actually works. Does it let people invent their own reasons for why a bunch of high school girls now look like slutty cosplay supermodels? Or does it make sure that their explanations have a common foundation to keep the stories straight?

You go down to eat breakfast with your sister and your mom. It seems your mother and sister have a pretty good relationship, but more in that prudently "Oh, kids will be kids" fashion - not joining or denouncing her in her more lewd tangents. Considering your sister's choice of outfit for school with no bra and nipples poking out of her top, you assume your mother must be pretty okay with her new identity.

As you arrive at school, you realize the ramifications of your experiment. Pretty much every girl has gotten pointy ears and a plethora of skin, hair and eye colors. You swear some of the teachers have joined in on the fun as well, but it's sort of hard to tell them apart when they've look young, dress slutty and have lost most of their excess weight.

The most obvious part of it is all of the tits, ass and revealing and slutty clothing they're all wearing. Dark-skinned elf butts jiggling in stretchy hot pants, summer colored elves, like your sister, showing off their impressive busts with little care if they flash their nipples, and other variations that combine the best of both worlds.

The hallways sound like a party as clusters of elf-girls cat-call each other and guys they find hot. Guys get hooked in for make-out sessions, and every corner outside of immediate sight of hall monitors have a few elves rubbing up against their grabby boyfriends. You even hear moans of lust coming from the bathroom stalls, where some elves stand outside the boys room keeping a lookout for those inside. Your sister being one of the scouts, giving you a finger pistol as you walk past her.

You go over to the notification board where you put up the glyph, finding it still hanging around. You pull it down and without anyone really noticing, the hallway is a bedlam of sexy elf girls more interested in having some sexy fun without getting reprimanded than you cleaning up the notification board.

You get to class and to your surprise, find the boys are the most diligent at coming in time today. Well, at least the boys who haven't been kidnapped by a horny elf.

"I need to borrow a friend of yours during lunch," Janice messages you a few minutes before lunch break, causing you to blush. "Mary stole Jacob from me with her chestnut-colored ass skills, and now he's all drained, wilted and useless. Changing rooms women's toilet at 1145. I'll get you a girlfriend if you do. PLS confirm before 1130!" You sigh and ponder what to reply for a moment. "I'll see if they are available," you type as class is dismissed and you depart for lunch.

Bradley, Jerry and Rufus seem not as happy as you'd imagine them to be. "The elves are really sashaying about today. They're making it hard to study," Rufus sighs as he joins the table last, breaking the silence.

"Did you almost get caught by one of the teachers again?" Bradley asks, as if he knows something you don't. "That happened only one time! It's not my fault Mrs. Vinegar looks like any other booty elf. And she gave me detention for it, nothing more!" Rufus says in a very defensive tone.

"So she didn't **** you into eating her out as the rumors would have it," Jerry added with a smirk.

"Fuck you, no she did not. She'd lose her job doing that and you know it. That rumor is my sister's doing, I swear it," Rufus mutters in exasperation.

"Oh, that reminds me," you add, building up courage to do as your own sister told you. "Janice.... wants me to get her a friend of mine to her, in twenty minutes or so... I think Mary ruined her plans for lunch break."

"Sis stole your sis' boyfriend?" Rufus asked with a raised eyebrow. "I'm not sure I'll tap that. Janice might want to flaunt me to get back at her."

"I'll go!" Bradley volunteers quickly before Rufus has time to change his mind. Apparently he's still not too used to all the promiscuity on the school. "well, if it's okay?"

"I'm not my sister's guardian," you sigh and send him the info over the phone. "As I'm sure Rufus can attest to, they do as they please."

"They do," Rufus nods sagely. "Besides, I already have promised Liz we'll hook up after school. I'm sure she wouldn't mind directly, but she doesn't really like sloppy seconds."

"None of them do," Jerry sighs. You know he's got two sisters in school, one of them a twin of his. And his mother works as a cleaning maid on the grounds... you check her profile on facebook and confirm that she doesn't look like she's 160 pounds and in her mid 40s anymore. Three elves under the same roof, huh. "Either way, did you see that picture that leaked from Japan yesterday, Bradley?"

"Oh, that cosplay thing? Looked like someone's kitsune cosplay outfit if it's the same picture we're talking about," Bradley says between chews, impatience to get to your sister's toilet of sins causing him to eat twice as fast as before.

"Yeah, but it's a bit weird with that censored blob on her crotch. It suggested she might be packing," Jerry replied.

Bradley gave a slow shrug while chewing. "It's Japan. It wouldn't be the first time a beautiful girl is revealed to have boy parts in that part of the world. Besides, there's like a dozen more cities around the world that has gotten quarantined the past day..."

You didn't really join the conversations as you began to realize what was going on out in the world. The software you've gotten your hands on is what's causing this. Well, people getting their hands on it and using it unwisely is. You could even argue that your own test glyph was unwise, but at the very least it was localized to a certain geographical location. You might not be able to undo it on absolutely everyone with a click of a button or two, but at least it wouldn't spread, and in theory it shouldn't get noticed by the authorities... as far as you know.

You begin to wonder what you should do next, and you're glad you got an hour of homework coming up next.