Making my way over to the bus stop, I noticed that the "girls" were now boys. They seemed to accept that fact rather quickly, seeing as one of them started peeing in the bushes standing up. It'll get old eventually.

I saw the other three at the stop as usual. All of them were changed for my amusement, although I was affected, too.

"Dude, there's Cartman!" Stan exclaimed. "He's a girl, too!"

Kenny looked like he (she?) was about to pass out from a giggle fit.

"Shut up!" I yelled back. "I look cute!"

Stan looked different, she had sharp deep blue eyes and had stick straight hair down to her upper back. Probably a physical manifestation of him denying that he's gay. Her tits were average, 32B cup, I think. That was my size before I turned into a chick. Her body was rather uninteresting, her face was also boring. The best part was her legs, they were very shapely. Too bad that they were covered by those baggy jeans of his.

Kenny was an interesting case. What hair that was peeping out was still a dirty blond, representing how poor he really is. I couldn't make out much from his face, but his eyes were a baby blue. Her body was mostly hidden by her ugly orange parka, but her reaction told all.

"(My tits are glorious! Why didn't this happen earlier?)" He muffled, proceeding to squeeze them for longer than necessary. "(This is so awesome! They're soft and round!)"

"But they're not even that big of a deal." Stan deadpanned.

"(Who cares! They're my own personal boobs!)" He said candidly.

This was getting annoying, I had to step in with my awesomeness!

"Hey! The lez party's over!" I said. "We all know that we're chicks now!"

It was then that Kahl decided to step in. Her jew-fro hair was braided into two like a little girl. She was tall and thin and wasn't much to speak of from the waist-up except for his (her?) eyes, they were as green as jealousy! They bore Kahl's Jewish instinct perfectly. I guess I should give her credit for some nice hips and (to quote Bebe) a nice ass. But her legs were still toothpicks. She was so frail-looking, even worse than Butters! I wonder what Butters looks like now.

"Hey, fatass! You're a chick, too?" He asked. "You don't look much different."

"You are such a genius, Jew; you know that?" I snapped, a bit upset.

"I'm not happy about this either, Cartman!" He yelled.

"Who said I was sad about it, Kahl-ee?" I said, coming up with a genius plan. "I have a great idea!"

"Oh, here we go." Kahl complained. Typical Jew reaction, they don't like change.

"Today's the Field Trip Day. So, what we'll do is-!" I pulled out a chart.

"No." Stan interrupted me. "We are not getting involved in one of your schemes again!"

"We're going to the beach since Token's family was nice enough to sponsor us, we haven't had a trip like that in ages! You are not ruining it again!" Said the Jew rat.

"(Yeah!)" Kenny said.

"Well, fine! You all became pussies ever since you got them!" I shot back, patting myself for the clever joke.

"And you're still a dick as always, Cartman." Kahl replied curtly. "This discussion is over."

Just like that, the bus came to pick us all up.

You might have won this time, but mark my words: you will all join me!

"Okay, children; today's the day of the field trip!" Mr. Garrison said excitedly. "Thanks to Token's family (Stupid rich people!), we get to go to a field trip that doesn't suck."

"A-ah, thanks." Token said sheepishly. "It's for a protest, though. So don't get too excited."

Token was also another interesting case, (s)he owned her curvy figure and had dark-brown curly hair that was tied in a ponytail. He was proportionally almost model-like. It was such a shame that his skin color was off. He wore the same shirt, but had a blue denim skirt.

"Now, I understand that everyone had a sudden sex-change overnight. But we can't do anything about it, so you'll just have to deal with it." Mr. Garrison.

"Mr. Garrison? Why did none of the adults change their sex?" Wendy asked. She was now a dude, though she still retained most of her girly features with messy bangs, and hair that was jaw-length and a purple jacket and a pink beret that made her look metro. Her pants were a dull yellow with a sweet-looking belt. Her eyes were Token brown.

"I don't know, Wendy. Why don't you just follow my instructions and DEAL WITH IT!" He snapped.

Most of the class cowered. I didn't really see him as much of a threat. He's not that smart, I don't even know why or how he even became a teacher. Then again, most of the adults weren't that smart to begin with.

"Hey, can we cut the bullcrap and get on the bus already?" I shouted.

"Eric! I have to explain the rules first so no one gets the wrong idea." He stated. "Plus, I'm legally obligated to or else I'll get sued. So you just sit there and wait patiently, Erica." He said that last word as if it was poisonous.

Although the new name change wouldn't be so bad, I tested it out: Erica. Not bad at all.