“So, we telling Jen next?” Ken asks after we sit for a bit longer.

“Mm, probably should. She'd definitely notice if we tried to hide it from her and get super pissed.”

“Alright, I'll text her.” While Ken's fiddling with his mobile, I get up and strip the nasty sheets from my bed. They go in the hamper, then I pull my spare set from my dresser. I only have these two to switch between, so I'm going to need to figure out how to do laundry...

By the time I've fixed up my bed, Ken is done. “She said she'd meet us out front, let's go.”

“Sure.”

Just in case, I throw on a big hoodie on our way out.

Thankfully, it's still really early, so we only pass by a few sleepy, wandering early risers on our way downstairs. When we reach the front of the building, Jen is already heading our way down the sidewalk from the women's side of the dorm building.

“You guys better have a good reason for dragging me out at this hour...” she grumbles at us while rubbing her eyes. “Sei, you feeling better?”

“Yeah, feeling a lot better, but there's something I need to tell you about.” Jen perks up immediately at the tension in my tone. I look around, but there's no one around us to overhear. Just well manicured grass stretching away to the distant school building, and the first traces of pink on the horizon before the rise of the sun.

“So...?” she prompts me.

Again, I force the words out before I have time to get anxious over them. “I became a girl.” As expected, there's no response. I dump the rest out in a rush. “Or, my body at least. I think it had to do with that psi tremor the other day, I can't imagine any other way for something like this to happen.”

After some thought, she goes, “Uhh, so that means...” and kind of points toward my crotch with this heavy lidded, disbelieving look.

With a sigh, I point at my chest and groin. “Girl parts.”

“Right...”

“I'm not flashing you to prove it.”

She takes a breath, one finger coming up like she's going to say something, then tilts her head to the side and goes, “Huh. That's fair.” Quickly recovering, she asks, “So, what now?”

I quickly relay my current plan, about keeping things under wraps and trying to talk to Leona Vicca about it. “Alright, sounds like a plan,” Jen responds. Then she moves up next to me and slides an arm around my shoulders. “Now, come with me. Just Sei. Ken, you can head back.”

“Huh? Well, sure, I guess.” He shrugs it off. “See you guys later.”

I start going with Jen as she pulls me along, but have to ask, “Where are we going?”

“My room, there's some stuff we have to talk about.”

“Ehh? Is that really ok? Won't you get in trouble or something?”

“Get in trouble for what?” she deadpans, not even needing to say the rest. Of course she wouldn't get in trouble bringing me to the girl's dorm as I am now. It wouldn't even have been an issue before my body changed...

So, I go along with her.

She's on the second floor. We pass by a few girls getting up to start their day, but none of them pay us any mind. Then she taps her hand on the reader by her door, and it slides open to allow us in.

Turning around at the sound, there's a pretty girl standing right in the middle of the room, wearing nothing but some frilly underwear, and holding a dress out in front of her as she looks it over.

“Geh.” That tiny sound slips from Jen's mouth when she cuts short in the doorway. Her arm still held tight around my shoulder brings me to a stop too.

“Oh, Corro-san. Who's your friend?”

Jen's response is surprisingly smooth. “Hey Phan-san, this is Seiko Maka.”

“Ahh, it's nice to meet you.” Still holding the dress in both hands, she offers me a kind smile. What a nice girl...

“Oh, Phan-san, we kind of had some stuff to talk about. Could I use the room for a bit?” Jen asks apologetically.

“Sure, sure, no problem,” the other girl waves it off as no big deal. “Just give me a minute.”

“Thanks.”

Jen pauses, and just as I think we're about to stand outside to wait, the girl raises a brow, and Jen hurriedly herds me in. Into the room with the pretty girl in her underwear. When Jen sits us down on her bed, I don't know what to do. Do I not look? Or would that be weird? While I'm blushing at the floor, the girl suddenly starts talking to me.

“Wow, you have such pretty hair, Maka-chan.”

Heart hammering and head snapping up, I get another look at the curvy, older looking girl, and her frilly pink bra and panties, and only blush worse. “Th-thanks. I, I uhh, I like your hair too.” It's darker and wavier than mine, more of a yellow than my platinum, but it reaches all the way down to her waist and swishes around behind her when she turns and poses playfully.

“Hehe, thanks,” she giggles, then gets back to pulling on her dress. It's pink and yellow, with these frilly ruffles all the way down from the waist to the floor length hem.

I end up just watching her as she straightens the sleeves and skirt out with a few pats, turning to look herself over in the floor length mirror she has set up in front of her desk.

“Ok, I'm heading out. Be back in a bit.” With that, Phan waves and leaves the room. It's only after she's gone that I wonder, why is she even wearing that dress? She's going to have to change into her school uniform before class anyway...

“So, you still like girls, I take it?” Jen asks jokingly. I respond with a mute, blushing nod. “Right... Hmm...” She thinks briefly before asking, with a hint of disgust, “Uhh, you haven't done anything pervy with that new body, have you?”

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“Uhh, no?”

“You didn't touch yourself at all?” Why does she look so surprised?

“Well yeah, that's how I noticed the changes.”

“That's not-” Lowering her head into her hands, she takes a big, deep breath, before coming back up. Is she blushing? “Alright, I'll just leave it there. Come on, there's some important stuff I have to check. Take your clothes off.”

“M-my clothes?” I stammer. Even so, this is Jen. I stand up and I do as she says. I'm immediately self conscious of my chest when I drop my shirt on the floor, but she waves at me when I stop in my boxers.

“All of it,” she says. I'm as red as a tomato, and even her cheeks are tinged pink, but she doesn't look away at all. Once I drop my boxers, she walks right up at me, eyes trained on my chest. And then she touches me. My whole body shudders under her gentle fingers.

“Let's see, this size...” her murmured words help draw me out of my embarrassed stupor. “Sei, whatever happened to you, it didn't start you from zero.”

“What do you mean?” I ask, not really getting it.

“Here, feel.” She grabs my hand and presses it to my breast. I'm still blushing, but something about her clinical tone is helping me ignore that. “I hit puberty around eleven, but my breasts didn't get like this for at least like, a year, I think. Maybe two.”

“Oh.” It's kind of obvious when I think of it that way. Girls don't normally just grow boobs overnight.

“Anyway, what I'm saying is that whatever happened, you got dropped into a body that's already in the middle of changing. With development like this, you're still a very late bloomer, but not quite as extreme as before. About where I was at... thirteen, I think.”

I nod. “Ok, I got it.”

“Good, now, how do you feel? Any issues? Any questions?” she asks. I smile a little when she says it like that. I can always count on her, can't I?

“Well... I feel like my skin is more sensitive? A-and my... breasts, they're kind of sore, is that a problem?” I ask.

“Sore? Where?”

“Mm, kind of...” I press gently around my breasts with my fingertips. “I think like... here, kind of near the tip, and a bit around that...” I murmur.

After thinking a bit, Jen shrugs and says, “That sounds fine. I've had some soreness from time to time. It probably just means they're growing.”

“Th-they're growing?”

“Well, yeah. You've got a girl's body now, so that much is obvious,” she waves it off like it's nothing, but my heart is pounding at the thought. What do I do if they get bigger? I... I have to change back somehow...

“As for your skin, you should at least be using a moisturizer to take care of yourself, I'll lend you one later. Oh, speaking of,” she suddenly perks up. “You have to take care of yourself like a girl now. There's a lot that goes into that. Let me show you the basics.” Dragging me by the hand, she pulls me over into her wash room and sits me, still naked, down on her toilet.

“Have you peed like this yet?” she asks seriously.

“Well, no, I...” Then I remember what happened the other day. I wasn't just being a sleepy idiot there, was I? Hunching forward, cover my burning face with my hands.

“I'll take that as a yes. Did you have a problem or something?”

I shake my head. “It was bad. Don't want to talk about it...”

“Oof, that bad? Well here, listen very closely.” Then she kneels down and spreads my legs. I let out a surprised squeak before covering my mouth.

Ignoring my reaction, Jen looks right at my vagina. “Alright, it looks pretty normal, still underdeveloped, and I'm not seeing any body hair yet.” Then she spreads the lips open, and I squeeze my eyes shut. “Hey!” She snaps her fingers at me. “Stop being embarrassed and watch!” Jen suddenly scolds me, and I force myself to open my eyes again.

“Alright Sei, look here.” She grabs a small hand mirror from her sink and holds it so I can see. “See here? This is where you pee from. And here? This is your vagina. Rule number one, wipe front to back when you pee. If you do it the wrong way, you'll pull nasty germs and stuff from your butt, all over the parts where you really don't want those germs. You'll get some bad infections, and if you don't do anything about them, you'll wind up in the hospital, or dead or something.

Hearing something like that out of nowhere, I go pale and nod jerkily.

“Long story short, always wipe backward, UTI's are no joke. Don't go getting sick on me because you don't know how your new plumbing works.” I keep nodding. Who knew girls had to worry about stuff like this...?

After a few more embarrassing but essential pieces of advice for keeping myself both sanitary and breathing, Jen drags me back out of the wash room and lets me put my clothes back on. Sitting back on her bed, Jen says, “If you notice any more changes or weird feelings with your body, tell me. I know you can't go to a doctor, so I'll teach you about any girl stuff you need to know, alright?”

“Yeah... Thanks for everything, Jen.”

“You're welcome, Sei. Now, forget about the body stuff.” She leans in and looks me right in the eye. “How are you feeling? What are you thinking about now? Talk to me.”

“How I'm feeling...?” I mumble. How am I feeling? “I don't know. It guess I'm feeling normal, but what does that really mean...?”

“I'm... not sure I follow.”

“Uhh, how do I say it... It's like, I don't actually feel any different than usual. My body changed, but I don't feel like I've changed. Does that make sense to you?”

“Oh, I get it,” she chuckles and ruffles my hair playfully. “Sei is still Sei. Got it.”

“Mm. Besides that, I'm... well, I'm scared about people finding out, mostly. Especially my parents. Like, I've gotten even further away from what I'm supposed to be.”

I go quiet when my thoughts touch on something I really don't want to think about. “Hey, Jen, do you... remember what they all used to say?” While my voice falls to a whisper, Jen grimaces.

“Yeah, I remember.”

“I feel like... I don't know, like they were right somehow.” As my gaze wanders away from hers, all I can picture is Vance, and it makes me sick. His words from the other day replaying over and over in my head. “Like... they always called me a girl and... now they were all right.”

While tears are starting to run down my cheeks, Jen hugs me from the side, then draws me close to her chest, rubbing the back of my head and stroking my hair gently. “Don't worry, it'll be fine. Like you said. You're still you. Still the same Sei we've always known. No matter what your body is like. Who cares if you're a boy or a girl? It's what's inside that counts.”

I let her stroke my hair a little while longer, sniffling and calming down. Enjoying the feeling of her hands, until the door to her room opens up. I jerk away from Jen, arms coming up to wipe the tears away from my face.

“I'm not... interrupting, am I?” Phan's voice comes from the doorway.

“A-ah, no, we're good.” Even though she sounds a bit panicked, Jen pulls me up from the bed. “You know, just some stuff. Here, Sei.” She quickly grabs a bottle of moisturizing lotion from her dresser and passes it to me, before starting to push me toward the door. “I've gotta get changed, see you at school?”

Getting her point, I nod quickly. “Yeah, see you later, Jen.” I pass by Phan in the doorway, and wave awkwardly with my free hand as I stumble down the hall. She waves back with a sweet smile before disappearing into her room.

From there, I leave the girl's dorm as quickly as I can without looking like I'm in a rush. I head across to the boy's dorm, glancing up at the building as I go. It's just one structure, but right in the middle, there are no connecting hallways between the two sides.

Entering the boy's side, I shove the moisturizer in my hoodie pocket. This isn't the kind of thing a guy would normally carry, is it? There are so many more people around now that we're getting closer to the start of classes. A ton of eyes follow me, but all I catch are things like 'badass' and 'legend' being thrown around. No matter which way I look, those rumors have spread all through the dorm already, haven't they?

I make it most of the way back to my room, before a practical thought makes it through my mortified embarrassment. That rumor is going to keep people from questioning me, isn't it? They all think I'm a guy now despite my appearance, because they all heard how I showed my dick to someone.

That's... convenient...? Horrifying, but convenient....