The stall door opened and in walked a cute teenage girl with shoulder-length red hair. Jim immediately recognized her from Biology class as Amy Johnson, a fairly nice girl for a member of the in-crowd. Since Jim was masquerading as a new student she would have to play dumb to her "gynecological friend's" identity.
"Weeellllll," began Amy after she closed the stall door, "Since we are getting this close I guess we should get through with the formalities. My name is Amy Johnson, and you are...?"
"My name is Jessica," replied Jim. She decided to keep her new name simple and starting with the same letter as her last name, afterall she would be answering to it for the rest of the night.
"Hmmm, you don't strike me as a Jessica. But enough with the chit-chat, let's get you plugged up." Amy plucked the tampon from Jessica's outstretched hand and fiddled with it for a few seconds before looking up and asking if she was ready. Jessica nodded apprehensively and Amy proceeded to split apart the vaginal lips of the hemorrhaging slit. She then carefully inserted the tip of the applicator into the folds of the vagina, Jessica flinched as the plastic device uncomfortably penetrated her.
"Oww," whelped Jessica mentally, "I can't believe that little thing is causing so much discomfort. I can't even imagine how it would feel if a dildo or some dude's rod was in there instead. No wonder girls complain about how painful losing their virginity is."
"It's pretty tight in there," quipped Amy, trying to take the girls mind off of the discomfort, "I don't know too many virgin flowers like you. I honestly didn't think that they made them anymore, especially with bodies like yours."
The applicator was now fully inserted into Jessica's vagina, Amy gave the piston-end a push ejecting the actual tampon out the other end. The applicator was then withdrawn leaving the stick of absorbent material snuggled inside the moist pussy, totally hidden to the outside world with the only exception of a small string trailing out of the vagina for easy removal later.
"There we go. That wasn't so bad now was it?" Amy took the used applicator (which now had a reddish hue instead of the clean, antiseptic white it was a few moments ago) and placed it in a small metal bin located next to the toilet paper dispenser. Jessica looked into the metal box to see a small plastic garbage bag within that contained used tampons, all stained with blackish coagulated blood. "I was wondering what that was there for. Being a girl is disgusting," thought Jessica, nauseated with the sight of the nasty bit's of cotton within the container. "To think that the same girls who got grossed out when I would play with worms on the playground somehow deal with this nasty shit every month."
"No, it wasn't that bad," lied Jessica. Amy reached into a plastic pack in her purse, pulled out a moist toilette and handed it Jessica. "Thanks for the help."
Jessica swabbed around her sensitive female opening to clean up the blood that had dried around it. She then pulled up her crimson bespeckled panties when Amy suddenly stopped her.
Amy frowned. "You can't wear those," she reprimanded, pointing at the soiled panties and pantyhose.
"Why not?"
"Because they've got blood all over them. They'll start to stink in no time flat. You're new here, you only get one chance to make a first impression and you don't want that first impression to be the girl with 'The Odor'."
"Well, what else can I do," asked Jessica, "I mean, I can't walk around here without any panties or something else covering me up down there."
"Actually, your dress is probably long enough for you to go commando," replied Amy matter-of-factly, "But you won't have to because I can loan you a pair of clean undies from my locker. So go ahead and strip off those nasty things and I'll be back in a little while."
Jessica hesitantly accepted, she remembered Rick warning about standing out too much while changed because it could make it impossible to change back. It would be too ironic if she was stuck as a girl due to everybody holding their nose around her.
The latch to the stall door loudly slid open as Amy exited, leaving Jessica to fully strip off the dirty undergarments. She closed the door behind her and Jessica latched it shut again. "Just give me five minutes and I'll be right back."
"Ok," squeaked Jessica, clearing her throat. She hated how timid and mousey she sounded around the other girl, it just added to her overall sense that the changes to her body were starting to affect her personality. Being a girl was one thing but being a walking, talking stereotype of girliness was another.
Amy walked out of the restroom, impressed with how well her plan was going and how easily duped the new girl was. "He makes such a nice girl. It's a real shame that 'Jessica' is in for a few more surprises tonight." A series of giggles escaped the young girl's lips as she prepared for the second phase of her plan.
