Jon ran out to join the other girls in the class, who had already begun to line up for calisthenics. The woman she'd seen in the locker room followed, and quickly began to call out exercises and then blow her whistle to signal when to start and when to stop. The jumping jacks made her chest bounce wildly, and Jon could only imagine what it would be like in a normal bra, or none at all. She found she was able to touch her toes very easily... Bethany's body was limber. Then they had to run a lap around the field, which again set her boobs bouncing. Still, she was among the first girls to finish, and she was hardly winded. In her old body, Jon was always near the back of the pack and gasping for breath by the end of a mile.
Once all the girls finished the lap, the coach chose 2 girls to be team captains, as they were going to play soccer that day. Jon was surprised to be picked first, as that had never happened when he was a boy. 'Bethany must be a good athlete as well as cheerleader', she thought. Jon did ok during the game, and made 1 goal, but the strange feeling of her new body threw her off a bit.
After the game a beautiful girl with dark, wavy hair down to her shoulders came over to her as they were walking back toward the lockers. "So Bethany, what's it like? Being an exchange student, I mean?"
Jon remembered her name, Christy, a fellow cheerleader and Bethany's best friend. "It's a bit strange, to be honest," Jon replied. "I have bits and pieces of Bethany's memories, but I also feel like someone else..." Jon was reluctant to tell Christy that she had been a boy. So far, no one seemed to have guessed. She realized that some of Bethany's mannerisms and movements also transferred with her memories, so as long as she didn't think about it, her body's movements were graceful and feminine.
They walked into the locker room together and Christy began striping off her shirt before she even got to her locker. She quickly slipped out of her clothes, wrapped a towel around her chest, and headed for the showers, not even noticing Jon in Bethany's body staring at her in awe. Christy had an incredible body, a bit more lithe and athletic than Bethany's voluptuous form. Jon had to admit there were definite perks to this exchange program...
She too quickly undressed and headed into the showers. Dozens of girls were soaping themselves up in the steamy hot water, and Jon again had to remind herself not to stare. She found an unoccupied nozzle and stepped out of the towel. The warm water stung her delicate skin, but she soaped her soft, smooth body, trying not to focus too long on her new bits. 'Time enough for that later, in private,' Jon mused. Her body was flawless, not a single blemish or scar, and she discovered that Bethany had shaved a small landing strip down there (and it also told her Bethany was indeed a natural blonde). Glancing around, it seemed to be a popular style. Finishing up, she dried herself off and got dressed in her cheerleader uniform once again, just as the bell rang to go to the next class.
Jon hurried out of the locker room, trying to unsuccessfully to recall what her next class was, when she felt an arm snake around her waist from behind. Turning, she saw a tall, handsome boy in a letterman jacket. Before she could say a word, he lifted her up and kissed her passionately on the lips! Jon was surprised and mentally disgusted, but her body seemed to melt and she again got that wet, empty feeling between her legs. "Hey babe, I thought we were going to ditch that stupid assembly together, the rest of us had some fun without you. Why didn't you show?"
Memories again flashed through her mind... this was Scott Layton, a boy Bethany had once found cute and made the mistake of sleeping with on their first date. Afterwards he wouldn't leave her alone, kept pretending like they were a couple no matter how many times Bethany told him she didn't want to get serious with him. He had even beaten up 2 other boys who had asked her out, telling them that "Bethany was his". Bethany had become a bit frightened of his aggressive and forceful advances, and she had signed up for the exchange program without telling him to try and get away. The flash of memory faded, and Jon found herself still in the arms of this creep, unsure of what to do...
