"Okay! I didn't find the high elf disguises... must have handed them outsometime and never gotten them back... but I did find this one. Thiswill get y...u into the city all incognito-like!"Arenwyn approached the pile of scattered belongings and leaned down toprod at the strange husk. It was warm and soft to the touch, and thenight elf shrugged and grabbed it to lift it up for a better look. Shefound herself looking at what seemed like the empty skin of a femaledwarf, much shorter and stouter than. "Do you want fries with that order?" she asked in a sappy nasal voice." Her classmates laughed, but that was little consolation. Until mono-sexed woman and girls built up a little resistance to the pheromones the futanari produced, Tara, and the handful of other newly created changelings in the school had to sit in isolation booths while in class, with special air filters to eliminate any trace of her naturally produced pheromones. It quickly became known as "Working the drive through", and all. By the time he got back, Lucy had been back for over an hour, settled in for an afternoon of alcohol and chocolate.Peter went into the back garden, finding a big plank of wood, he placed it upright against a tree. He figured if he threw the knives at the plank, he would not damage the tree, but if he missed, then the tree would hopefully stop it from going through the fence into next doors garden.He had been out in the garden throwing the knives for over an hour when Lucy came out to see what. I hadn't even thought to talk with her, let alone get her involved. If we'd done it my way poor Wil really would have thought he was being punished. Walking the halls naked and alone his classmates would have ragged on him mercilessly. Which would be terrible for him, and might not have even fixed our current problem anyway." We don't know it's fixed yet. This is only the first day." But at least Wil won't suffer." Anything but, I'd say!" Thinking of how Wil and Ingrid had wound up pasted.