You glared into the girl's eyes, horrified by the realization that followed. "Tina?" You whispered in fright, "Is that you?" Upon hearing this, the teenager simply giggled like a child.
"How could you tell?" the girl replied, confirming the worst, "What was the giveaway pork chop?" This girl was indeed Tina, the woman responsible for your transformation in the first place, and the same woman of whom you were supposed to be in a competition with for the sake of your future. With a tear of despair tickling your face, you simply asked "Why?"
After clearing her throat and releasing her grip of your shoulder, the young and attractive Tina explained herself. "Well," she answered, "I couldn't let you hog all the fun, couldn't I porky? In the last minute, I decided to shake our little agreement up a little. So, to make things a little bit more interesting, and to keep us both on our toes, I changed us both into teenagers in this high school. Aren't I a genius?"
The tone of pleasure in her voice was enough to plant a bug in anyone's stomach, let alone your colossal gut. Sickened by Tina's actions, you lunged at her in a fit of rage. Unfortunately she avoided your attack, forcing you onto the cold, slipper floor. You slightly rolled across the shower room, soaked by the puddles of water upon the floor. You were stuck on your back, on the floor, like a beached whale, and to add insult to injury, Tina stood over you and placed her bare, drenched foot on your round belly. Her foot was almost engulfed by the mass of fat, and upon realizing this, Tina relinquished her stance and burst out in humiliating laughter.
"Oh Michelle," Tina laughed hysterically, "You really are something!" Despite how much you struggled, you were unable to regain a vertical position, as you rested on your back like a turtle turned onto its shell. "Look," she continued, "As much as I'd love to play around with you in here, I've got other places to be. I'll see you after class!" With that said, Tina left you alone to whimper on the cold tiles.
Eventually you managed to return to your feet, still struggling to regain your balance, and left the room to find the entire changing room empty. It seemed that all the girls had finished changing, and had already left. You took the opportunity to scrounge around the area, searching for suitable clothes to wear, in an attempt to prevent any further humiliation, but upon finding only a few garments, several sizes too small for a girl of your stature, you realized that this would be impossible to avoid.
Struggling to breathe with such small clothes, you left the area and entered the school grounds, fearing the worst was yet to come.
At that point, what time was it?
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