Jon walked into his class and looked around. Sure enough there were a number of people he didn't recognize. It wasn't just the girls, but a fair number of guys had altered hair colors and features like he did. With how many parents had been in the parking lot the day before it appeared a large number of people had their genes altered. Most of his classes didn't have a seating chart, and allowed students to pick where they sat based on when they got there. This worked well for Jon since he'd be able to get closer to people that interested him.
"Hey Jon, we saved you a seat over here." He turned his attention to a girl calling out to him.
The girl that called him over was sitting next to Carly. The plump brunette had her hair tied in her long twintails again, and was blushing as she looked at Jon. He remembered the video feed he'd seen of her masturbating to him last night. A blush appeared on his cheeks at the memory. He'd stayed on the feed long enough to get a good look at her body.She had been so lost in eating while begging him to make her fatter. He recalled how her belly jiggled while she worked her vibrator. He'd even gotten a good look at how huge her ass really was, each pale cheek quivering as she'd moved onto a dildo. Each was feeling awkward, though only Jon knew why for both of them.
The girl beside Carly was a Black girl Jon recognized as Aisha Johnson. Ordinarily she was a fringe member of Sarah's squad. She wasn't a cheerleader, but her family was well off and she enjoyed a good level of popularity. What surprised Jon was that she had gotten fat, and was wearing unflattering sweats to hide how big her belly was. If he had to guess she was right around Carly's weight, maybe helping to explain why they were so friendly. He'd have to check his app to find out what family she had become a part of to change so much. It wasn't just that she had a sizeable gut, but that she now had boobs nearly the size of her head to go with it. Aisha had been fairly well endowed before, but the added weight and whatever genetics she had made her easily rival any McMillan;s chest.
"Carly has been telling me a few things. For example what her mom told you yesterday, and a few other tidbits." Aisha whispered to him in a conspiratory way, though loud enough that Carly could hear.
"Oh yeah, like what?" Jon feigned ignorance. It was kind of nice being in on the joke with Aisha, rather than having her at Sarah's side.
"Aisha, I told you that in private!" Carly's face was growing redder by the second until she looked like a tomato.
"Well, if it involves Jon don't you think he has a right to know?" Aisha continued torturing her friend, though Jon could tell she was just teasing. "I'm sure you're interested, right Jon?"
"Yeah, I wouldn't mind hearing." Jon continued, but when Carly looked like she may actually cry he knew he should stop. "I think it's something Carly wants to keep to you two for now though. I don't mind waiting until she'd ready to tell me."
"Thank you Jon." Carly breathed a sigh of relief.
"You really are a nice guy Jon." Aisha laughed as he took a seat near the two. "Just keep in mind if you hurt Carly I'll put your balls in a vice."
"Message received." Jon sweated a bit at how serious the trickster had gotten.
