Jon threw his school bag in his locker, shut the door, and ran around the corner towards the scream to see what happened.
But when he turned the corner, the only thing he saw was a well-proportioned (in Jon's opinion) girl. He didn't recognize her, but man, what a hot body she had. She was wearing some of the skimpiest clothes he had ever seen. Was she a student here? If so, then the school was going to ask her to go home and change, because that tight bare-midriff T-shirt and that impossibly short miniskirt were not obeying the school dress code. How did girls like that get away with dressing like complete sluts? Didn't their parents object?
The girl seemed a little unfocused for a moment, then she began to approach Jon. As she did, a smile entered her lips and she began to giggle. "Like, hi," she said, with a little wave of her hand.
She was a total bimbo. Maybe she was even one of Sarah McMillan's friends (although, really, not all of Sarah's friends were ditzes, contrary to common belief).
When she reached him, she giggled again and licked her lips. Then she plunged her hand down Jon's pants. He was so startled by her beauty (okay, she was an incredibly hot babe, with the most luscious set of breasts Jon had ever seen) that he didn't stop her. He was stunned, but he didn't have a problem with what she wanted to do with him ... to him.
She pushed her hand down his pants even more, now moving her hand into his underpants. She licked her lips again, looking totally horny. She wasn't just a bimbo. She was a bimbo-slut. Who was this girl? How come Jon had never seen her before?
"Oh man," Jon heard someone say. He turned and saw Jay Duncan standing in the hall with a weird-looking contraption in his hands. Standing next to Jay was his friend Wallace Richardson. They both looked on with shocked looks on their faces. "Well, I guess that means it worked," Jay said.
"What worked?" Jon asked, as he felt the girl's hand grip his penis. He jumped a bit when she did. He never felt a girl touch him there before.
"My science project," Jay said, approaching. He lifted up the device and showed it to Jon. "It's a bimbo-slut maker. It turns the ugliest dullest girl into a bombshell nymphomaniac. Just like I did for her."
"Who is she?" Jon asked, sighing as the girl began to move her hand up and down.
"You don't recognize her? Look at her face," Jay said.
Jon looked intently at her face and suddenly it hit him. "Oh my god. You mean this girl is ..."
