I turn around, and Becky distracts Amanda.

I tried to stay focused on the task at hand, I really did. But the sensation of not wearing anything under my shorts, having the fabric cling where it shouldn't, having breezes blow where they normally didn't, really took my head out of the game. I just kept fidgeting, and as my brain wandered farther away from the assignment, I started to get a little paranoid. How much were my shorts clinging to my ass? I kept hearing murmurs and giggles behind me, but that wasn't any different from how people acted during a normal class.... was it?

My imagination got the better of me soon enough, and I decided I couldn't stand the idea of people gawking at my ass any longer, so I turned around and, trying to look super casual, leaned back against the lab table. This would turn out to be a mistake.

".... and he's like, super cute, too, huh?"

"I- I mean, sure, I guess. I just hope they stay faithful to the source material, because Altion's character arc is one of the most intricate throughout the series, and...."

Looking over my shoulder, I saw Amanda and Becky hunched over a phone, looking at some article about a movie adaptation of some book. I didn't get to look at it too long, considering what was in front of it; a long, thin tube of glass, boiling with some chemical which was starting to boil and steam like nothing I'd seen before.

"Amanda!" I hissed. She jerked her head up to meet me, red tinging her cheeks as she realized she'd gotten distracted, and then her eyes went wide behind her goggles as she saw the source of my alarm.

"O-Oh jeez!" Amanda's hand darted out to take the glass off the heater... and immediately her hand flinched back, bare against the hot tube, sending the foaming mixture tilting and then spilling over, hitting me right in the small of the back. I could barely hold back a gasp; it was shocking more than it actually hurt, tingly a little bit, but as the liquid splashed against my skin and soaked into my shorts, something even worse happened....