Jon finally had a moment to look around the tiny room Jaqi had pulled him into. It had a single toilet, a sink with a mirror, and dispensers for soap and paper towel. Jon cursed aloud as he looked down at his wet crotch. The strong, and distinct, smell of feminine arousal from where Jaqi's transformed crotch had been licking him was extremely noticeable.
He didn't have the stone to just wish himself clean. He was not about to use hand soap and water on his pants. There was no way that paper towels could dry up the mess. Jon briefly considered trying to get to the locker room, but it would only look stranger if he showed up to class in sweaty workout clothes. Besides, if he ran into anyone in the halls on the way there, it would only raise more questions.
Jon's blood suddenly ran cold. He was in the teacher's bathroom. If a teacher unexpectedly came in, he'd have a lot of explaining to do. Jon looked at himself in the mirror. He had to get out of these clothes! But what could he get into?
Jon's eyes went wide as an idea occurred to him. It was crazy, and it was probably going to end up being extremely bizarre, but desperate times call for desperate measures. He looked at himself in the mirror and blinked twice.
I can't believe I'm doing this, Jon thought grimly as he stood outside the classroom door. It's only one hour, Jon, he told himself. Get in there, finish the day, get home to the stone and wish this never happened. It's just an hour. With that, Jon reached forward, turned the doorknob, and stepped into class.
Completely naked.
Jon paused for a moment, the eyes of the class turning towards him. "Jon!" came Jaqi's voice. His blood ran cold as he looked at the equally naked teacher. "You've been gone for half the class. You will stay after class and explain yourself." Jon stared at her, and while Jaqi's attitude was firm and professional, he saw the wild lust burning in the eyes of the faces on her tits and crotch.
"Yes, Ms. Pyon," he said.
"Good. Now, please take your seat."
Jon turned and started walking down the aisle towards his seat. He saw several of his classmates glancing at him, but it was more because he had been publicly called out rather than being publicly naked. None of them cared that Jon was now a nudist.
And for that matter, Jon didn't really care either. When Jon used his own naked powers on himself, he had been surprised by just how natural it had felt. Like everyone else he had used it on, Jon instinctively felt no shame for not wearing clothing. The very idea of clothing at the moment seemed odd and unusual. But, deep down, Jon knew it wasn't normal. He remembered the normal him had wondered if his plan was really going to work.
Now, Jon felt relieved. He could not get in trouble for having his pants smelling of feminine arousal because he was not wearing them. Instead, he had simply needed to wipe down and dry off his skin like Jaqi had done.
Jon smiled to himself. This was a new experience, and not a bad one at that. Now he knew what all of the girls he had at various times made into nudists felt like. He was glad to know it was not stressful or embarrassing. Besides, he could reverse it at any time. And he was sure Karyn enjoyed having a view other than the inside of his pants for once.
Jon looked down at the penis-girl between his legs. Her limp, but still impressive length, was laying flat on the hard desk chair between his legs. She appeared to be glancing around the room, trying to catch a glimpse at the world around her. Particularly the girls. Sensing his gaze, Karyn looked up at him. She gave him a casual smile, but said nothing. Instead, she seemed to turn her attention back to Jaqi's lecture.
Maybe I shouldn't go back to wearing clothes, Jon mussed, thinking about how much more content Karyn seemed.
Jon turned his attention back to Jaqi as well. Only it wasn't her lecture that Jon was focused on. She had her back to the class and was writing notes on the whiteboard for the class. Even from behind, the massive orbs of flesh hanging from her chest could be seen peeking around her slim frame. She was noticeably standing back from the board, her massive breasts in danger of pressing against the board and wiping away the notes. Even with her added care, Jon could see a couple places where a nipple-noses of one girls who had been transformed into Jaqi's boobs had brushed the board and smeared the notes.
However, Jon was taking the opportunity to admire Jaqi's perfect ass. It was so soft and round, without a single blemish or sign of sagging. It was perfect. As if on cue, the marker Jaqi was holding slipped from her grasp and fell to the floor. As Jaqi bent over, her massive tits hung proudly from her chest and her butt cheeks spread. Jon was again given a perfect view of Jaqi's pink asshole, as well as Betty's lips just beneath it.
Retrieving the marker, Jaqi stood back up. Jon realized that he had not been the only one in class enjoying this display as every guy in the class was now settling back into their seats as each had unconsciously leaned in to get a better view of the teacher's assets. Jon even noticed that Grace was in a daze, her cock-tongue sticking out a good four inches from her lips while her jaw hung limply open.
Jon looked back towards Jaqi in time to see her turn back from looking over her shoulder. From looking at him. She had done it on purpose! She was teasing him. No, enticing him. She wanted him, and she didn't care who knew as long as he knew.
A throbbing in his crotch pulled Jon's attention away and he looked down to see Karyn was almost fully erect. She had gone from laying limply across the seat to he head rubbing against the underside of the desk. Jon could feel that she was coating it, and her face, with precum that was uncontrollably leaking from her mouth.
Ok, maybe I am better off with clothing , Jon admitted to himself. Jon looked around the room, making sure nobody had noticed his predicament. Remembering the locker room earlier, Jon knew it was now normal for him to be naked in front of everyone, but not to have a massive hard-on in front of everyone. Jon knew he was going to have to calm himself down. But first...
Jon grasped Karyn's pulsing length. "Karyn, honestly," he said, pulling her body out from under the desk so he could see her face, "would you be pissed if I fucked Jaqi with you?"
She looked up at him, her tiny face smeared in wetness. "Are you fucking kidding me?! I've been painfully hard the past half hour not to mention how pent up I am from the shower earlier! I want to get off! I told you, I like being you cock. I like it when you use me to fuck. I was practically begging you just to jack me off earlier. Of course I want to fuck the hottest teacher in school! Now hurry up, pick a hole, and stick me in it!"
Jon carefully tucked Karyn back between his legs and held her there. He knew that since he had not said anything, that he and Karyn were still locked in the truth-trance and that nobody would notice him. Jon cursed himself. In retrospect, he should have done this to leave class earlier without being noticed. At least for the time being, he would gave a few minutes where he could compose himself and, quite literally, get a grip on his dick and calm her down.
Jon looked at the clock. Just five more minutes.
How time flies when you're having fun.
