"But, Coach, the boys!" Jon insisted. He couldn't believe they were going to make it out Scot free after the way they treated Jon and the other girls. "You heard them!"
"Oh, like you weren't leading them on." Coach Buck rolled her eyes. "Don't dress like a slut if you don't want attention. Acting like you did was completely beyond the pale."
"Give her a spanking, Coach!" a boy shouted, to the laughter of his friends.
"You do hear him, right?" Jon pointed at the boy. "It's not just me?"
"I hear him, and I can see where he's coming from. You're acting like a rude and disrespectful little brat," Coach snarled. "If it weren't for the bleeding hearts on the school board, I'd take a paddle to your hiney. As it is, detention will suffice."
"But--" Jon stared at the group of boys, who gestured the ways they wanted to have sex with him. Most went for eating him out, while the boy who Jon cussed out mimed facefucking. "Look at them!"
"Boys will be boys, Jones," Coach said flatly. "You are a lot of things, but a boy is not one of them."
Jon's blush deepened. It was true; there was nothing about him that even resembled the boy he was. For all intents and purposes, he was a girl.
"Detention," Coach pronounced. "Now, clean yourself up. You're sweating like a pig."
"Yes, Coach," Jon said, sighing. If he and Karyn couldn't figure something out, their whole plan wouldn't work, and Holli would learn about the magical changes they made. Jon would have suffered all this abuse as a sexy idealized form of Rachel for nothing.
Gritting his teeth, he went for the showers while boys shouted catcalls, undeterred by Jon's outburst. Most of the girls had stayed to watch the drama, so he went to the showers and soon found himself surrounded by hot girls... taking off their clothes.
Well, this wouldn't be too bad... Jon had time to figure out what to do about detention. Until then, he could just enjoy the view, now without any rude boys to ruin it.
Unlike when they changed clothes, the girls undressed and then stayed nude for the communal shower. Jon had a full view of all the girls' bodies and could allow his eyes to linger. Of course, he also had to shower at the same time, but that had its advantages as well. He could enjoy Rachel's body as he soaped it up, and once he was soaked, he wouldn't have to worry about anyone noticing how wet his pussy was.
Stripping quickly, he folded the borrowed clothes and stepped under the nearest faucet. He didn't anticipate how cold the water would be, and he let out a girly squeal. "Eeek!"
"I can't wait until they get the hot water heater fixed," Amy said, sidling up to Jon. She showed him her goosepimpled arm. "Look what this cold water is doing to me!"
Jon looked. Sure, the goosepimples weren't so attractive, but he had to admit her erect nipples were easy on the eyes. Of course, so were Rachel's. Jon looked down at them as he rubbed his arms to stay warm.
"Don't worry, girl. I'll warm you up!" Natasha hugged Jon from behind, pressing him against her nude flesh. Her nipples poked his back as he squished up against her soft boobs. Giggling, she dragged a bar of soap over Jon's skin. "We can share!"
"Oh. I, um..." Jon closed his eyes and let Natasha soap him up. Girls were awesome. He let his concerns about detention fall to the wayside and just experienced the sexy shower straight out of one of his fantasies.
