Hey guys!

I'm trying to post consistently so I don't lose my motivation. But I'm feeling really rusty with my writing which I hate.

Also, I realised in my last chapter that I switched between he/she pronouns so I'm trying to be mindful of that XD

Anyway, read on & I hope you guys enjoy the read.


It had already been a hectic morning for the newly transformed girls. After explaining the events to their teachers and their classmates whispers around the corner of the hallways, they had generated a bit of buzz. And let's not forget some ogling and innapropriate comments from other boys around school. And Kyle and Stan... shit! Stacey. Let's remember that little detail. They had made their way to their second class of the day.

"I don't get why it's just affected you guys," Kyle muttered, slinging his backpack over his shoulders.

"Well Token and Chloe said they're going to look into any other cases online similar to this," Stacey informed, reminding her friend of the previous discussion they had before dispersing this morning. Clyde (well, choosing to be referred to as Chloe for now) and Token had a theory that maybe they weren't the only people this could have happened to.

The pair had walked into the science lab and to their table as the room started to fill with more students and their chemistry teacher. She was chirpy and clapping her hands, ushering her students to set up for their class project. Kyle couldn't help but glance at his best friend as she went to grab the beakers ready for the lesson, unable to wonder...

"Was she always this cute?"

The dark haired girl could feel eyes staring at her, turning around and heading back to the bench and giving Kyle a questioning look.

"What's up?" Stacie enquired, only for her friend to shake his head and brush it off with a simple "Nothing."

"Dude! That's your best friend!"


Lunchtime came around quickly, canteen swarming with students shoving themselves into a queue with plastic trays in hand. And Craig and his friends joining on the end after they'd regrouped after their lessons. And all they could think about was this whole new situation. How did they end up becoming girls almost overnight? And was there a cure for this? Wendy had already messaged them by second period saying she had already found a few kids in the Denver area reporting the same thing.

And whilst they were waiting on any more updates, they are joined by Jimmy and Jason, each greeting their friends.

"H-Hey guys," Jimmy smiles at Chloe and Tweek, "How's everybody t-t-t-treating you?" And the brunette shrugged and chukled awkwardly, grabbing a plate of cheese fries as she edged down the line.

"It would be easier if people stopped looking at me weirdly." Ah yes, the weird looks. Specifically at her tits.

"People will eventually get over it," Token reassured. He made a point, and she was grateful that her friend could be so rational in a town full of crazy ass people.

Now finding an empty bench for all the group members to fit at, they set their trays down with a slight 'clank'.

"I don't know," Tweek slid on the seat next to Chloe, "I feel too self conscious with people staring. It makes me paranoid... like I have food on my face or my skirt is tucked in my underpants!"

"Well no-one would complain about seeing your underwear, Tweek..."

The table turned to stare at Jason after muttering that remark. Tweek unable to do anything but splutter out a 'dude', and the remainder of the group glaring at him. His eyes widened, realising what he said out loud and apologised. It wouldn't have mattered as Craig was glaring daggers at the boy.

"What the fuck, Jason?!"

"Hey it's not me you should be worried about..." as he nodded his head a few tables across from them to notice Gregory and Christophe talking to each other. They all turned in unison to watch them. They were an antisocial pair, even more so than the goth kids, but they seemed to receive a lot of attention. Craig scowled and looked back at Jimmy and Jason.

"Don't be a dick." They already had a reputation for being promiscuous around school. I mean, they both had accents and had a mysterious vibe about them, so seducing the girls at school was child's play for them. But they were still assholes for that very same reason. And Craig could be the small blonde getting anxious and shaky. "And don't worry about them Tweek. Jason's just being an ass."

Even so... Tweek had looked over at the table, eyes wide and curiousy attempting to read their lips. I wonder what they're talking about... As that thought crossed her mind, Christophe had looked up and fixed his gaze on her, making her snap out of it and avert nervous eyes. What an intimidating guy...

As we pan to the other table, Pip makes an appearance as she joins the two boys. After Damien brought her back the british teen didn't want to go through the same bullying from her peers, so she stuck with Greg and The Mole for self preservation and they were happy to have the kid around. You could say they were close friends. She mumbled a 'hello' to both boys and Christophe acknowledged her with a quick nod. He was always the rude one. Gregory on the other hand actually responded with words and scooted up to make room for the girl. She smiled before raising an eyebrow at her french friend, noticing his attention was elsewhere. Pip's eyes followed his to where Tweek was sitting.

"Are we really that boring, Chris?"

"He's just spotted a new toy he wants to play with," Gregory smirked and Pip frowned. She was aware of both boys' behaviour so the double meaning in Greg's statement didn't go over her head. But Tweek was part of a small majority that made her feel involved. Plus, she didn't want to see the jittery teenager be lead on by some french fuckboy.

"Hey, don't pull that face," the british boy next to her poked her in the forehead playfully, "You're too cute to look so pissed off." And she couldn't help but blush at his comment.

And he picked a good moment, Damien sitting at the table as he sits in between his english friends. Like fuck would he let anyone flirt with Pip.

"You're right, Gregory," he wrapped an arm around Pip's shoulder and quickly eyed her up, "She is too cute..."

"Don't be a Kenny..." The other two boys laughing at the girl's quick tongue, picking up Damien's hand between her forefinger and thumb and moving it off her shoulder. It's why they bonded with Pip so quickly. After getting to know her they learnt that under that polite exterior she could be sarcastic and rude. Damien smirked and let her push his hand away.

"Well Gregory should know better than to try and take what is mine," the boy retorted, making Pip simultaneously choke on the drink she was sipping and manage a harsh slap across the son of satan's head.

"OW!"

"I'm not a fucking pet, Damien!"

As mean a slap that was, Damien still couldn't help but spare another glance at her. He knew she had a temper, and he seemed to enjoy it now more than ever. I do like a challenge...


I don't feel like this is the longest chapter I've ever written but I don't want it to feel like I'm cramming loads of my ideas into one, so I'ma break it down for you. And if there's anything you want me to include in this, don't be a stranger :D