Embarrassed Jon left the gym. He wandered down the twisted, curvy halls for some time, until finally stumbling upon an open door into another classroom. He just hoped that it wouldn't last much longer.
When he entered he noticed that once again the class was full of guys. He was the only "girl". Every guy had a painter's canvas in front of him. A man, presumably the teacher turned to him.
"Ohh. Our model has finally arrived."
Then he led Jon to back of a class and told
"Jon you know today, you are modeling in your underwear, the students need to get used to your body, before they try to paint clothing, so unless you want to fail, strip to just bra and panties, little missy."
Jon was obviously shocked, he way in high school, and expected to pose in his underwear and painted, and if not fail for the day
It wasn't like he should be embarrassed to be seen, this was barely his body anymore, but he was still embarrassed, first he still didn't like or feel right, wearing skirts, if anyone still recalled Jon was a boy, having breasts was embarrassing, and wearing a bra! he was wearing skimpy pink thong panties, his balls pushed up inside of him and penis taped between his legs. So many things embarrassed him. and yet he knew he had to do it, he dreaded what failing meant, so after the internal dilemma the teacher left and Jon shamefully pulled down his skirt, and peeled off his tight tank top.
He looked down at his body, this morning he had been normal before he had made that strange wish, now he was trapped at least for a while in this game, in this form, his long hairless legs pink painted nails, which was new to him, his sexy thong panties and flat crotch and breasts that seemed to be larger every time he got a look at them.
Jon walked barefoot back into the art studio to several wolf whistles and hoots,he was terrified that he would become untaped, but continued to the middle of the room, the teacher told him in which positions he was to stand, and every 20 minutes rotate a third way around, Jon didn't like the way the teacher looked him up and down, as he talked to him.
The teacher started a timer and the students started painting him.
