It doesn't matter, it's all a dream!

Jessica staggered up from the toilet, her legs like jelly as she was in her refractory period. She took a few halting steps out of the stall, blew a kiss at her speechless audience, and started sauntering out into the halls, thankful that they were empty, and decided to walk out to her locker.

She unlocked the locker - she had the combination at the back of her mind, strange! - and took out her backpack, slinging it over her shoulders. She remembered she had her PE outfit in it, and thought about ending the dream early and putting it on right here in class, but then also shrugged, thinking she would continue being the Bimbo for just a little while longer. She whistled as she continued down the hallway with nothing but her backpack.