Looking down you see two breasts filling out a deep pink tank top. Below you are wearing a navy blue skirt and black shoes. You look at the window and see a your crush, Mary, staring right back at you with her deep brown eyes and sleek brown hair.Dropping the pencil you lift Mary's sleek feminine hand to your face. As your fingers make contact with your face you start to panic. Grabbing all your stuff you run out of the room and into the hall.
You take off down the hall, your breasts bouncing wildly and your new, long hair repeatedly flying into your mouth. Turning the corner you go outside and into the bright sun. Tired from your run you collapse on a bench and pass out.
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