Time to Explore

Not long after being left alone in the hallway I wondered if perhaps the rest of the world had gone insane or if this was some isolated incident. Heck, things were strange enough with a family of three women ignoring a male stranger in their home. But something was nagging at me to check on the outside world.

I see a shoe rack in the hallway I'm standing in. Looking at the rack I remember that I don't have any shoes. Not exactly being able to walk around bare-footed I searched through the pairs of footwear for something close enough to unisex. I decide on a pair of sandals that seem my size and hardly feminine at all.

Putting the sandals on, them being a little tight to compliment the rest of my attire, I reached for the door. Before leaving I wondered if I should tell Clara, but decided against it. If it turns out that she is a criminal, then it would be best to leave without a word.

I opened the door and took a step outside.

There's a small path from the door to a gate that was connected to a wall around the house that excluded the garage. Feeling that sense of familiarity again, I look back at the house once I get past the gate. From the house I looked at the rest of the street. For a moment I stood there stunned.

"This really is my house," I said under my breath. The exact position of my house on the street I grew up on. It was the same. Even the house number over the mail-box in the wall by the gate.

"Excuse me," I heard someone say behind and to the right of me. I turned around and got out of their way before seeing that it was another school girl, no doubt on her way to school. Her uniform was different from Mia's and Karen's though. This girl was wearing a sweater with a different schools logo on the breast. The girl herself was tall for her age with blonde hair tied up in a ponytail.

Having got out of her way she then proceeds to walk past me hardly giving me much more than a glance. Recognizing the school logo as belonging to my old high school I realized that Mia and Karen probably go to another school that I remembered from my high school days. I think that one was a short train ride away from the nearest station.

I then looked up and down the street past a few cars probably on their way to work and sure enough there were a few other school girls dotted here and there. Some in groups, some by themselves. Some heading for my old school, some with a different uniform. But oddly enough I couldn't see any guys. Not even one lone male student walking to school.

Not knowing what to make of that I started walking in the same general direction as the others. I was just looking at all the landmarks I recognized but there just seemed to be something odd about my street. I couldn't quite put my finger on it.

I was moving along with the small current of school girls trying to figure out what was bothering me while snippets of conversations could be heard.

"You ready for the test we have first period?" Said one voice.

"Ghh, just barely..." Grunted another.

Walking past a house on my left I noticed that it was the same one my friend from high school lived at for a while before moving away for college. It looked much the same on the outside. Instead of stopping though to check on his parents to see how they were doing I spotted Mia and Karen walking further down the road. I'm not sure why but I decided to keep going in their general direction.

"I'm so glad we're not doing English today. I swear Ms. Alston has it in for me." Said a voice in relief.

"I'm sure you're just exaggerating." Replied a placating one.

We finally reach the corner, turning left into the next street. Some more students join the flow towards school. And still, to my rising confusion, no male students.

"Ahh, I hate doing all-nighters. It makes my eyes ache." Another voice said in exhaustion.

"I have some eye-drops with me if you want some."

"Ah! Cassy I love you! You have everything."

"Haha, it's only because I have contacts that I need them."

There was another road half way down this one that leads off to the right and towards the station. The students that shared Mia's uniform were turning down there to catch a train. The rest continued on down to the main road. It wasn't much further to my old school.

It was now that I needed to decide where I wanted to go and what exactly I needed to do. At this point I still hadn't seen any guys, young or old on the way here. That just seemed too odd. But I wasn't sure what odd meant anymore after this morning.

Do I go with Mia and Karen and maybe ask them some questions or do I go check out my old school to see if it had suddenly went from a coed school to an all-girls school? Or do I go into town where I'm more likely to find the strangely missing gender?

After giving it a moment of thought I decide to swing by my old high school. My reasoning was that anything associated with Mia and Karen might be suspect if my assumption of their criminal activity was correct. And all I had to do was glance through the gate of my school to make sure it hadn't changed to an all-girls school. After that... After that... I'll decide later what comes after that.

I watched as Mia and her sister turn down the street leading to the station as I stay my course. I followed along with the girls heading for my school taking a right at the end of this street where it connects with the main road. I walk parallel to the train tracks on my right. I could see Mia waiting with Karen at the station with a bunch of other girls. All of them girls. I could tell at this distance because all I could see were skirts and no pants. Just bare legs or legs in tights. There was also a station attendant in sight. She was also female. Then a train pulled in to the station blocking all of them from sight.

From there it was another three or four minutes to the school. I remember having chosen that school because it was so close to home and the fun parts of the city. Game arcades, a cinema, too many fast food restaurants and a good number of places to hang out as a teenager.

Arriving at the school gates I'm reminded of the odd lack of city noise that surrounds the school. I had heard that it was the work of acoustics from the positions of the buildings and houses in the area between the school and the middle of the city. I always thought that it was a nice little calm spot in town. It even had a nice little park behind the school that was open to the public on most days.

Reaching the gate I nonchalantly walked right on past the gate while idly looking through the bars of the gate. And not one male student could be seen. Okay now my curiosity had gotten the better of me. I needed to ask someone what was going on. Heading to the gate, I see the teacher on gate duty. Even the teacher's a woman.

I stopped in front of her as the students filtered through the gates. She doesn't seem to have noticed me, even though I'm the only male around and I'm standing so close. She's quite the looker too. About my height at 5'7" with sleek black hair tied up in a bun. She had on a white blouse and a grey pencil skirt that reached above her knees.

"Excuse me?" I say, feeling a profound sense of deja vu at saying 'Excuse me' for the third time today.

Upon hearing me the teacher looks at me and says, "Yes? Can I help you?"

I notice that she doesn't seem at all concerned with a man being around a school that's possibly just for girls. So I ask, "How long has this been an all-girls school?"

She looks a little confused at my question. "Uh, It's always been like this."

It was my turn to be confused. There's no way that's true since I attended this high school last year. I knew the halls and classrooms like the back of my hands. So my next question was, "How long have you worked here?"

She no longer seems confused when she answers with, "I've been here for three years already. This will be my forth."

Now, I feel even more confused. So, she was here for more than three years and the school had always been like this? That didn't make any sense. I don't even remember this woman working here when I was here last year. Maybe the principal would know more. Or any of my old teachers.

In the time it had taken me to think all that, she had gone back to watching the students entering the grounds. I got back her attention when I asked, "Is it all right if I see some of my old teachers? I used to go to school here."

She has that confused look again but says, "That's fine, but I don't remember seeing you here before."

For a moment there I thought she was gunna call me out or something. To her this was a girls school and a boy suddenly saying he attended would ring some alarm bells. But she did say it was fine...

This was too confusing so I replied with, "Well I don't remember seeing you either so maybe we just missed each other."

Strangely she seemed perfectly happy with this answer and agreed. "We probably never had the same classes."

This coming from a teacher at a 'girls school'. All I could do was chuckle and agree. I definitely would have remembered a good-looking teacher like her.

"So it's alright if I go in then?" I ask again.

She smiled and said, "Yes, of course." She then moved out of the way and let me walk past.

And so I walked into a 'girls school' unhindered and unquestioned. Not by the teacher at the gate or the students milling around and going to home room. That teacher didn't even tell me to go to the office first to sign in as a visitor.

So I made my way to the office at the entrance to the schools main building. The students were also entering through here so it was a bit crowded getting in. None of them were concerned about a boy in their midst. They just went on their way or met up with friends.

When I stepped into the reception area I saw that it was pretty crowded there too. So, instead of waiting around in there I bolstered my courage with all the things that have happened since waking up this morning and just went to find the teachers office by myself. Hoping that people would ignore me the same way everyone else had up until now.

I walked down the hallway on the left, and round a corner was a door with a sign indicating that this was the teachers office. Right where I remembered. On the way there I didn't notice any male students or teachers and the girls barely even glanced at me. Standing in front of the door to the office I couldn't help but feel how strange it all was. It was like I was the only male in the whole world. The only male and I was being ignored by everyone else for the most part. They responded when I talked to them but would go right back to ignoring me afterward. It was almost like.... It's almost like the world changed overnight. That, or I was transported to another world, or dimension much like my own, just different.

It reminded me of a story I read on a sex story website the other day. In that story the women were always being used in some sexual way by the men and they never complained or even noticed. I remembered enjoying that story a lot, thinking it was the best sex fantasy I had ever heard of. I also remembered thinking how I would of preferred the protagonist being the only guy to use the women. Or even a world full of women to be used by the only guy.

I guess that I'm a pretty selfish person to think like that, but I didn't like the idea of going somewhere another guy had gone before, so to speak.

A world full of women going about their day and letting me do anything I wanted to them was just too hot. Having to share with other men was, well, not.

"Can I get through?" Someone behind me said, shaking me out of my day dream.

Looking around at the voice I find another female teacher standing behind me with a pile of papers in her hands. She was slightly taller than me with short red hair and a bust size that boggled the mind. Probably a double D.

I moved aside and let her through. She opened the door after shifting the weight of the papers and walked on through, giving me a view of her tight butt in her tight jeans. When she walked through I caught a glimpse into the office. And I saw no one that I recognize. Plus, all the occupants of the office were women. There were around eight of them around the room. Some were seated at desks marking papers and some were standing around chatting before class. And all of them were attractive as hell. In fact, I don't think I've seen even one person since this morning who wasn't attractive.

If this is what I think this is (and I only had half an idea of what this is), then there would be no use in finding anyone I knew before yesterday. Everyone here was a stranger to me.

Instead of finding answers here in the teachers office I turned back around and walked down the hallway until I found the entrance again. There were still girls coming in from outside and making their way to their home rooms. I then made my way up a flight of stairs from the ground floor to the first floor. Then down a corridor lined with classrooms filling up with students. At the end of this corridor I found myself in front of the first floor toilets.

I stood in front of a door. Just one door. Not two. A door with no picture of a little stick figure to represent a gender. Just the word 'Toilet' on it. I looked around me at some girls that were hanging about and not one of them was giving me any weird looks. They were totally unconcerned about some strange boy standing in front of a toilet in a girls school.

Throwing caution to the wind, I stepped inside.... And stare at how big this room had gotten. Apparently they used the space from what could have been the boys room and used it instead to make the girls room bigger. They had toilet stalls on either end with a long mirror with sinks in the middle of the room.

Looking at the huge mirror that reached one end of the room to the other, leaving room to walk around it, I spot a few girls doing their make-up before class. They didn't notice me. Or they didn't seem to notice me. Taking a deep breath I walked up to them and stood behind them. There's no way they couldn't see me then, what with that great big mirror.

There were four of them, applying lip gloss or mascara while talking about this and that. All four of them didn't even bat an eyelid at me or say a word to me.

"So Annie asked me out yesterday," Said a short blonde next to me while she applied mascara.

The other girls exclaim their surprise, one of them asking with a huge grin, "Oh my god! What did you say?"

"I said, "Take me somewhere nice and I'll think about it."" The blonde replied with a smirk. The others laughed at this.

She sounded a little bit like a bitch to me. So, before terror froze my brain at the thought of what I'm about to do, I reached out and spanked the butt of the blonde who was closest to me with an audible smack.

And... Nothing happened. They continued to gossip. They continued to put on make-up. And they completely ignored me. The blonde that I spanked didn't even miss a beat with her mascara thingy.

I couldn't stop smiling now. This was way to amazing.

I started to grope the blonde's ass, squeezing each cheek. Then I lifted her skirt and pulled her panties down to her ankles. Moving her feet out of the holes, I then removed the panties and stood up again. Turning to one of the other girls I put the blondes panties on a tall red haired girl's head. I laughed so hard. It looked ridiculous.

I turned a third girl around and leaned her against the sink's counter and kissed her deeply, then roughly tongued her. Reaching for her dirty blonde hair I pulled her head back to expose her throat and tried to give her a hickey while I ground my crotch against hers. Pulling away from her I saw a satisfying mark on her neck.

With the forth girl I unbuttoned her shirt to reveal her yellow bra and her B-cup breasts. I moved in for a motorboat session. I deeply smelled her scent and almost went lightheaded at how good a girl can smell. I reached around and unhooked her bra, allowing the bra to shift more easily out of the way. Her breasts came into view with their small nipples poking out. I wrapped my lips around one perky nip and then the other so hard that the girl's breaths came faster. She didn't stop talking to her friends though.

I was so entranced by her breasts that when the school bell went off to signal the beginning of home room I jumped out of my skin. The girls however, just packed up all their things, and to my surprise, straightened out their clothing. The girl with the red hair pulled the blondes panties off her head and handed them back to their owner and the girl I just motor-boated fixed her bra and shirt. They then filed out while continuing their talk and went on their way to class.

This made me think for a second. So, even though they ignore me, once I'm done with them or when they have somewhere to be, they fixed themselves up? But what about Clara this morning? She walked around with her sweater pulled up and her bra pulled down. Did she fix up after I left? Guess I'll find out once I get back home.

Anyway, instead of staying in a school toilet for who knows how long, I left the room. Back in the corridor, which was now empty of students, I made a decision for my next move. It's time to see what my old classroom was like in this weird, strange parallel world.