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"Wow, this lecture is fascinating..."

Two weeks after meeting Sarah, I sat in a stuffy room listening to our lecturer drone on about tedious and finicky systems development methods, and I could barely hold my head up. Sitting beside me were my two friends Katie and Quentin, both equally bored by the white noise washing over to us at the back row.

"Muhyeah…" Katie was half-asleep already, and Quentin lay on her shoulder, completely out. The next half hour dragged itself by with agonizing slowness, but at last there was that grand shuffling and rustling that signified the bulk of the class getting up and leaving. Grabbing my backpack, I stumbled out into the hallway and down the stairs, grimacing at Quentin when he reported that we were in another lecture in ten minutes.
"I'll meet you there okay?" I called, heading down another floor and towards the toilets.

I stepped inside and over to the sink to splash some water over my face to try and shake the drowsiness that bone-achingly boring lecture induced. I couldn't help wondering how Sarah was when I'd left her at home for the last three days, and today… she'd probably be just as bored, and cold too. Luckily she had a large gap at the beginning of her college year, and she'd notified her parents that she'd moved in to my apartment in the city.
I turned around and stepped into a stall, locking the door and taking my bag off. I never trusted the urinals or paper towels in public bathrooms, no matter how clean they looked, and reached inside the front pocket for a packet of handkerchiefs.

"What the hell?" I mumbled as I felt something move inside, and unzipped the top part to look inside. Suddenly, a pink blur leapt out like a snake and coiled around my neck, spreading and stretching so fast I had no time to react before Sarah had sealed me inside again.

"Whuh-hey! Come on! How long were you hiding in there?!" I gasped, my voice female and irate.
"Mmmmh~… " She purred like a contented animal. "I hid myself in there just before you left in such a rush…"
"Come on, we agreed I had to attend my stuff at university!" I whispered, even though the room was empty.
"I knoooow, but I can't stand another day of sitting there doing nothing at all! And I knoooow you like being a girl…" She replied seductively. "Pleease let me stay on you for today?"

I furrowed my… our brow and opened the stall, looking in the mirror above the sinks. Her body looked ridiculous in my clothes, which sagged around her dainty figure, about a foot shorter than mine.
"I can't go around like… " I grumbled, tugging at my now oversized shirt.
"Ah, I planned ahead for this!" Sarah giggled, and reached into my rucksack. Right at the bottom was a tangle of lace and silk with a pair of thigh-high black socks wrapped around, along with a poofy-sleeved dress, blue cardigan and ballet-style flat shoes stuffed in there.
"I stuck them in there while you were still asleep last night, you were in such a hurry you didn't notice!"

A couple of times after falling asleep in Sarah, I'd woken to find myself already up and about, watching TV or eating breakfast with her in full control, which creeped me out a little, but it was a good thing that Sarah was getting her energy and strength back enough to move around on her own.

I gave her a disapproving look in the mirror, but smiled grudgingly and sighed.
"Oh, alright… Since you asked nicely…"
Her wide grin overrode my own and she locked the stall door again, undressing and slipping into her clothes. When we finally stepped back out and looked in the mirror, I gave a shiver of mixed exhilaration and nervousness.
"Fuckin' hell you're beautiful…" I whispered, pulling up my left sock so it held on halfway up my smooth thigh.
"What was that?" Sarah sniggered and picked up my bag, shoving my clothes inside and stepping out into the hallway again. I could feel her excitement too, and I realised just how much she wanted to be outside and feel alive again, not sit at home hiding.

"One thing first though" I said tentatively, squeezing my legs together. "I still gotta go to the toilet…"
Sarah just giggled and pushed open the 'Female' toilets door.

"Damn, I'm late now!" I muttered, reaching the sixth floor and scanning the hall for my room, heart pounding. "There's no way we can do this…"
"Oh c'mon, it'll be easy! You said yourself nobody really pays attention to who attends the class, we'll just walk in there like normal." Sarah assuaged my conscience, still revelling in my embarrassment.
"Wait – how do I explain this to my friends?" I froze outside the door.
"Hm, I hadn't thought of that… from what you've said of them, I'm sure they'd understand, right?"

I wasn't as sure though, and I slipped into the class as quietly as possible, taking a seat across the room from where Quentin and Katie were unpacking their stuff. I glanced surreptitiously at them, and quickly looked away when Katie turned her head towards me, trying to deflect attention. It became even more awkward when other people filled up the row, leaving me sat at the wall beside a fair-haired dude who I was mostly certain was a stoner, but was nice enough when I talked to him the week before. Sarah was just giggling uncontrollably at the situation.

"Damn it this dress is too short…" I muttered to her, fruitlessly pulling the hem down, leaving it around 3 inches above my socks.
"It's cute! And you liked it enough when we were posing together, didn't you?" Sarah slid my hands down, meandering around my thighs and backside.
"Quit it!" My cheeks burned even redder at the motion, and I forced myself to reach into my bag and take out my laptop to take some notes, if anything to stop Sarah from feeling me… herself up in public. I turned and saw the Stoner dude staring at me, and I gave a little jump of nervous fright.

"Uh, hi." I squeaked.
"Um… you talkin' to yourself?" He said, his voice suspicious.
"Uh-um… yes… I mean… just… kinda… thinking about something." I spluttered in my girly voice, shrinking in the corner of the seat away from him in embarrassment. I gave him a strained smile and quickly turned towards my laptop, crossing my delicate legs and internally scowling at Sarah's peals of laughter.
"You're enjoying torturing me, aren't you?" I whispered as quietly as possible to her, and she sniggered in response.

One incredibly awkward hour later, I shambled towards the door, still feeling anxious trussed up in the very revealing dress.
"Now wasn't that fun?" Sarah said with devilish glee. "Think how boring it would've been without me!"

I just grimaced, waiting for the crowd to move. "Maybe if you hadn't insisted on adjusting your underwear so often…" I shuddered again, half aroused and half terrified. "And I'm positive that guy got a look in when I bent over to grab a pen…"
She chuckled again. "See, fun!", and gave my panties another pull, making my already-rosy cheeks burn with embarrassment. I was about to scold her for being such a tease when a voice called out down the hallway behind me, with an unmistakeable accent.

"Oi, you!" Quentin said, striding towards me as I turned to face him, Katie at his side. "Who are you?"
I froze like a deer in headlights, heart pounding. Crap!
"Uhhh…. I'm… a new student… here." I muttered, panic pulsing through me.
"Oh really?" Katie interjected. "Then why did you sign Alex's name on the class register, take his bag and use his laptop?"

I couldn't think of anything to say.
"Ah, it looks like I'll meet your friends after all!" Sarah muttered, grinning.