"Unfortunately," continued Ms. Anna. "It is lunchtime. Which means Mr. Madison here probably wants his legs back."
"Awwww," rang back the class.
"I know I know. Will you four girls help Jon to the shower? And the rest of you, whether you take a shower now or later is up to you, but if your new additions make your next classes difficult, your teachers will ask you to shower anyways. Off you go."
The four girls who made Jon a real-life mermaid carried him to the showers and began to rinse off his fin. Jon watched as layers and layers of clay dissolved, finally revealing his teenage boy legs underneath. The 8 foot tall girl and the girl with 6 arms both showered, and it was fascinating to watch appendages disappear with only normal-looking girls remaining. Jon was about to stand up and step under the shower, but the girls wouldn't let him. From the waist down, he was his normal male self, but from the waist up, he was a beautiful teenage girl, complete with enormous breasts and pointy ears. Jon took it in stride.
Jon followed the rest of the girls to the lunchroom, where he found nearly every other girl in the school. When Jon walked in, all the girls were already in a storm of shrieking excitement. But with his entrance, the level grew another few decibels. The reason for which was that the other two boys picked for the school were both sitting at a round lunch table. Jon picked up a plate of food and decided to join them.
"Hey guys," said Jon as he sat in one of the only available seats. Surprisingly, they were the only three sitting at the table. "My name is Jon. I guess you're the other two boys for the year."
Both the guys gave Jon a strange look, but recovered quickly. The guy on Jon's left had long dirty-blonde hair and a square jaw. He was only a little taller than Jon. He was only wearing board shorts, and Jon could see every tanned muscle. He answered first. "Hey man, I'm Mike. Good to meet you."
"What is with the look?" interjected the other. He had a thick Russian accent. He was much larger than either of them and eyed Jon suspiciously. He was wearing a black T-shirt and was built like a football player.
Mike spoke up, "forgive him. His name is Jacob. But I'd also like to know how you ended up looking like the fairer sex."
Jon laughed, his voice was still male. "Oh yeah, I'm pretty sure it comes with my major. Being the only guy in body sculpting tends to get you in trouble."
"What's your major?" asked Mike.
"Bachelorette in Harem Interaction," said Jon proudly.
"So that means..."
"That I'm learning to be like the girls here? Yep."
Jacob leaned in. His suspicious gaze was gone, replaced by one of curiosity. "Why would you choose this?"
"Well for a number of reasons. One is because I'm not the dominant type, I don't take much pleasure in taking control. The other I just figured out this morning. I'm becoming a sort of teacher for these girls. I show them what men like by giving them a first person perspective. And I'm really enjoying that mentoring role."
"Interesting," said Mike. "And in return they teach you the ways of the Harem."
"Pretty much," said Jon between bites of food. "So what about you guys? What's your major?"
Jacob spoke up first. "Bachelor in Harem Management."
"And yours?" Jon asked Mike.
"Bachelor in Sexual Relations."
"That sounds fun."
"It is."
"So do either of you get the opportunity to..." Jon smiled and hefted a breast.
Mike shook his head. Jacob gave a definitive "No."
"Too bad." Jon was about to continue but the four girls who made him this way surrounded him.
"Jon come on! Our next class starts soon!"
"Yeah Jon, let's go!"
"Okay!" Jon turned to the other guys. "Well it's been fun, but I'll see you two around."
