Room 519, Wednesday Morning
Eve woke slowly and rather lazily, rolling over to look at her alarm clock. Oh, good. She still had a few minutes before she had to drag her ass out of bed and get ready for class.
... Speaking of her ass, something didn't seem quite right. Well, more like something felt different. Very different. She peeked down the front of her pajama top and noticed a distinct lack of breasts.
And then, possibly because she was a masochist, she checked... well, lower.
Yep, that was a...
"I hate this school!"
[Open -- someone please help the poor girl find clothes.]
... Speaking of her ass, something didn't seem quite right. Well, more like something felt different. Very different. She peeked down the front of her pajama top and noticed a distinct lack of breasts.
And then, possibly because she was a masochist, she checked... well, lower.
Yep, that was a...
"I hate this school!"
[Open -- someone please help the poor girl find clothes.]