Benny was bored. Bored bored bored. He was just sitting in class listening to a boring explanation on something they'd learned weeks ago in math, trying to stay awake. Derek next to him whispered something in his ear, but he didn't quite hear it.
"What?" He whispered back, happy for any distraction to keep him awake. "I said, your tits are showing."
The blood chilled in his veins. He looked down to see bare breasts, just beginning to grow, it seemed. Derek snickered next to him, and Benny blushed as he saw where Derek was looking. "Benny? Do you want to come up and finish this problem?" The teacher called out, looking directly at him as if nothing were wrong.
He stood up, moving quickly to the front of the room so no one would see anything but his back. As he picked up the chalk and began to write, he felt a draft. Oh no... He thought, afraid to look down. Everyone was laughing at him, and he wanted to just sink into the ground and never come back up.
"What are you doing naked in class, young lady?" The teacher asked, looking at him with disgust. How was this happening?
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" His voice was different somehow. "I don't know how this happened!" He started to cry, and the laughter of the class intensified. The teacher was even laughing now.
Then he opened his eyes. It was dark outside, and the clock by his bed only showed 3:00 AM. His heart was still pounding, and he felt like crying, sitting in bed, half of himself still in that classroom naked.
