<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/nuH8MJN.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Koushouba Osamu (Sumi)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Cafeteria---> To halls----> To stairs<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>open<br/><br/>Somebody shook her, called her Hayatosan. She pushed herself and ran to the halls. Not only did she feel taller, but she felt stronger and more lumbering. Not used to her form, she couldn't quite coordinate her movements and sort of lumbered through the halls. She was used to maneuvering in and out of crowds, ducking under people. Pushing people aside or having them move out of her way didn't make sense. She was about to go the girl's restroom when a girl grabbed her wrist. Sumi had no idea who Jenni Takanaka was except she was a girl who was quite athletic and very good at sports.<br/><br/><strong>"Hayato-hentai, what's wrong with you, that's the girl's bathroom!</strong>" she said,<strong>"Don't make me toss you on the floor!"</strong><br/><br/>Sumi stopped, flustered, blushing, and having to pee,<strong> "But... I am..... I'm..... if I used the boy's bathroom.... I'm not a pervert!"</strong><br/><br/>Jenni stepped back, put a hand on Sumi's forehead,<strong>"Are you doping?"</strong><br/><br/>Sumi steped back,<strong>"What! I'm not an idiot, I did all my assignments... I just couldn't find them when I woke up!"</strong><br/><br/>Jenni took him by the arm to the other side of the hall,<strong>"You're a boy, this is where you go potty. Splash some water on your face and get it together. You're not acting normal."</strong><br/><br/>Sumi blushed, this was the boys rooms. A boy passed her without so much as a second glance! She was blushing, sweating. Girls did not belong in this place. Separate gender bathrooms existed for a good reason. But she had to pee, she had to check a mirror. Everyone was saying she was a boy and calling her Hayato. Even worse, she was feeling something expanding between her legs, uncomfortable and hot. It was at the mirror she was really confused. She did recognize Hayato, he was the cute guy that a lot girls had a secret crush on, including Sumi. Though Sumi had really only bothered to learn his name and nothing more. Still, it was obvious he was into sports. Sumi wiggled his hips, he had such a tight erection right now. She bit her lower lip, blushing like crazy and trying not scream or faint as the bathroom rolled around in circles.<br/><br/>It was time to retreat into a stall. She got her thoughts together as much as she could. What pronoun did she even use to think about herself!? How was pee supposed to pee with that thing sticking up in the air!? Did it come out that little hole at the top? Why was she even in this situation? Hayato-san's phone was buzzing but she ignored it.<br/><br/>Eventually, she figured out how to pee, and since she peed sitting down it wasn't a messy process. Through the ordeal she realized she wasn't in her own body anymore, rather obvious. How and why, not so obvious. If she was in Hayato-san, then, was Hayato-san inside her. She gulped. This could get ugly quickly. That meant she needed to find herself! When she barged out of the bathroom and looked about to get an idea of finding the steps, she was confronted by Jenni.<br/><br/><strong>"Why didn't you answer my calls,"</strong>Jenni said,<strong>"You had me worried, I was about to call the..."</strong><br/><br/>Sumi grabbed Jenni's shoulders,<strong>"It's okay, I'm fine, I have to go do something really important so please leave me alone."</strong><br/><br/>Sumi ran off, rubbing the bump on his head. She had knocked Hayato-san into the wall pretty decently. It really, really hurt. Now she ran to the steps where she had last remembered sitting before she had found herself in the cafeteria within Hayatosan's body. The thought of Hayato's dick wouldn't go away, how she had felt it between his legs, had stared at it, poked it, pushed it, and willed it to go down so she could pee! How did boys keep those things in check, it felt like it wanted to rise up and greet the world right of his pants whenever she thought about it! It felt like she had melons between her thighs, as she was hyper aware of them and kept adjusting his undershorts. She made it to the steps.. who was she looking for... herself... herself... she was looking for herself.  Was herself still here, or was she too late? Well, she could find herself... maybe. Sumi looked about frantically.