"I figured that turnabout is fair play so I set the fucking thumbtack on the boney bitch's seat, after I first wiped my ass on it. I hoped she got a f...cking infection and died.She took an inordinate amount of time in the head, I was sure she was probably jackhammering herself with her vibrator because she was addicted to sex. Some of the other Marines in the line start to get desperate and moved to the head at the back of the bus.She finally opened the door and the next Marine practically ran. Now the animal resembled a watermelon. The skin was different as well, displaying a pale pink color, partially covered by the usual layer of white slime. It smelled delicious, just like the plant it came from. The pod seemed to breathe, contracting its form like a lung.A squishy sound caught Keily's attention as a small opening appeared in the upper side of the pod and a little tendril came out. It was very thin an about five inches long. Slowly, the tendril fattened and grew as more slime was. I knew I was good looking, I knew I had a sexy body. I wasn’t Charlotte the bookish girl who didn’t speak unless spoken to anymore. I had changed big time. So why was I still staring at my outfit uncertainly? I closed my eyes and pressed my palm to my forehead. Count to three, one, two, three. Calm. Well sort of. I tugged my stockings up again chewing my glossed lips. Knowing my luck my stockings would fall down or I would flat on my face in my ridiculously high heels. My boobs would fall out. But after missing curfew nearly every night for a week, and being caught on social media drinking and smoking has sent them over the edge, so it's off to Camp Nudie with you!On what seems like a normal night, you're fast asleep in bed after a tense night of the usual lecture from your parents."GET UP!" thunderous voices disrupt your peaceful slumber - and it doesn't sound like your parents.In fact its several large men dressed for a riot - surely your parents haven't called police on you?"Who.