The hallways were bustling with students pouring out of classrooms after the end of the first hour. Jon paused as he exited the classroom door, hoping to catch a glimpse of any more transformed girls going past. Jill exited the room behind him, already gossiping again with Sally. Her farting speech could be heard distinctly over the dull murmur of the halls. Jon watched her walk away, nobody paying any special attention to the butt-faced girl in their midst. "Excuse me, Jon," said a voice behind him.
Jon turned and saw Catalina behind him. "Oh! Excuse me," he apologized, stepping aside to give her space to maneuver with her distinct bulge under her dress. Unable to help himself, Jon blinked twice and took in the sight of Catalina's exposed udder. "Like what you see, Jon?" Catalina asked. Jon blushed slightly as he realized he had been caught staring at what was now Catalina's breasts, however her statement was not an accusation. In fact, it was more of an invitation. "Catalina, honestly, what was the wish that made you like this?"
"Some pig at your party made a wish about my milkers being bigger and being able to have a drink. So, adios tits, hello teats," she said as she ran her hands along the pale mass. "So you don't like it?" She looked up at him. "What? No, I love it! Do you have any idea how sensitive this thing is? The feeling of having all of my nipples sucked is amazing! And I get to feel it a lot."
"You do?"
"Yeah. I have to be milked at least once a day. I try to do it in the morning, before I leave the house. That was why I was tardy today. The milker was not working right, so I ended up running late. Of course, the fact that I was fingering myself and didn't want to leave until after I had cum didn't help either. Luckily, it never takes too long when I'm milking. Other than the fact that my clothing options are really limited now and I can't give a proper titty fuck anymore, I have no problems with it."
Jon remembered back to Friday when she had told him that had been her biggest fetish. "So what turns you on the most now?"
"I love it when there is at least one person sucking each of my teats. Feeling four mouths working my milk bag at once, oooooh," she cooed. Jon looked down and saw that her teats were each beginning to drip onto the hallway floor. Jon was about to ask another question when he realized the hallways were beginning to thin out. "Shit," he muttered.
"I know," Catalina chimed in, his hold over her broken. "They really don't give us enough time between classes." Jon nodded, knowing he was going to be late to his next class if he didn't hurry. As he stepped away, he felt Catalina tap his shoulder. "You never answered my question," she whispered in the almost completely hall. "Like what you see?"
Jon looked down and back up to her lustful gaze. "Yeah, I do," he admitted. Catalina smiled and stepped past him, the udder jiggling as she passed, causing the milk droplets on her teats to be shaken off.
"Then you'd better call me some time. I'll bring some cookies and cream." She turned back towards him. "I make both, myself." She wiggled her hips, swinging the udder seductively. With that, she turned and walked down the hallway towards her next class, wearing nothing but a backpack and a few remaining drops of milk. Jon thought about returning her clothes, but he decided to leave her just as she was.
Jon rushed up to his locker, attempting as quickly as he could swap books for his next class. "Hey, Jon," a voice said behind him. Jon spun around and found himself staring into a brilliant pair of golden-amber eyes. "Uh, hi, Nadia," Jon said.
Nadia was a dazzling beauty that Jon had always been enraptured by. She was of middle eastern descent, and it showed. Her skin was a deep tan color, almost bronze against her pitch black hair. Nadia had been best friends with Lisa before the later had become his personal toy. The two had always made an impression when they hung out together. While Nadia was not voluptuous, like Lisa, she had an exotic beauty. Jon had actually attended a couple of the high school girl's volleyball games just to watch Nadia hustle around the court in a pair of spandex shorts and a tight top. And now, that toned body was right in front of him. Jon could feel his member hardening in his pants.
"I wanted to talk to you," she said in a confident voice. "About Lisa." Jon froze, unsure of what to say. Did Lisa talk to Nadia at the party? Does Nadia know how Lisa was changed? "I talked to her at the party," Nadia continued, seeming to confirm his fears. Jon felt his blood run cold. "I don't know why she ever volunteered to become a super sex toy, but she said she's happy with you." Jon held his breath, still unsure of what to say. "But I still miss my friend. So... I was wondering if I could come over sometime. Hang out with her a bit. Try to relive the old days?"
"Um... yeah. Sure," Jon blurted out. Nadia smiled widely, and Jon felt himself swoon. Nadia looked down and saw the massive bulge in Jon's pants. Before he could even feel embarrassed, Nadia reached forward and grouped him through his pants. "Don't worry, Jonny. I want to come over to see you, too."
With that, Nadia released his dick, ran a well manicured nail up its length, and walked away. Jon stood alone in the hall, looking after the classroom door Nadia had just stepped into. Jon slumped against the row of lockers behind him, enjoying the lingering sensation from his dick. A muffled moan from his pants reminded him, not for the first time, that Karyn was now his cock. The thought no longer bothered him. Instead, it only added to his arousal to recall what the stone had done.
However, Jon's thoughts were shattered as noticed the clock on the hallway wall. He was MASSIVELY late to class. He grabbed his necessary books and ran down hall, trying to adjust the bulge in his pants the whole time.
