The Dairy Trap

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Perhaps it's the newness of it all, perhaps it's the way the suds tickle against her sensitive skin, or maybe it's the way the water runs through the nooks and crannies of her new hills and valley... but James can't help but feel a pleasing warmth go through her as she washes up for the first time.

Rob frowns and continues to scratch up until he takes his seat for class. Hopefully he shouldn't be bothered with the itch if he keeps still.

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James blushes at the warm pleasing feeling... she tries not to dwell on it... and hurries up... eventually stepping out and heading to her room to get dressed...

Rob sits down as class begins! Things feel better for awhile... but as time passes... the itch slowly grows... centering around his nipples.

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Rob looks around, glad that he's in a fairly large lecture hall. He reaches up and tries to scratch his chest as covertly as possible.

The pleasantness fades as the water is dried off. Now though, she finds herself looking at her underwear drawer filled with things that weren't exactly meant for this particular anatomy.

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James sighs... and gets a pair of briefs... slipping them on and going to get an old pair of smaller and tighter jeans from the back of her closet... trying them on.

Rob scratches his chest! Luckily the lecture is large, and most students don't give much of a crap about looking at others... but oooh... sweet relief. It feels rather good... even though through the shirt he can feel the skin around his nipples is a bit puffy.

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The briefs are snug at the hips and butt, and leave a sad, empty wrinkle at the front. James' skinny jeans fit okay up to the thighs, where they get pretty snug. They're downright tight at the hips and somewhat loose at the waist, and James is able to hike them up until the material in the crotch is flush against flesh. The waist looks like it's just a bit too high though, and the legs seem to be just a little long.

Rob continues to scratch the itch, a small smile of relief on his face as he does. After a minute of scratching, he leaves well enough alone, content that the itching should be satisfied.

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James winces and gets his belt... tightening it up as much as needed to counter that loose feeling in the waist... He then gets a shirt and goes to put it on...

Indeed the itch feels rather nice after awhile... and by the end of the class it seems to go away... replaced with a dull infrequent throbbing...

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Rob does his best to ignore the throbbing altogether as he heads to his last class of the day. If he's not feeling well, he can check up on himself after class.

The belt seems to do the job, but all of James' shirts seem to be just as scratchy as the day before. She'll need to use some of those undershirts or that towel again to keep from feeling all scratchy.

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James sighs a bit... and takes a soft scarf... wrapping it around her chest tightly like yesterday.

Meanwhile... Rob does his best to ignore it! But his chest seems to be even more sensitive... as it rubs against his shirt... Could he be getting what James had last night?

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Rob sits down in his last class for the day. No, he didn't even touch James yesterday. There was no way he got what James had. He pulls his shirt out at the neck to create some space, then tries to ignore it some more as he tries to learn!

The scarf does the trick, but now as she tightens it against her chest, James can see a small valley form in his chest. At least it doesn't stick out all that much... and at least they aren't leaking at the moment.

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James frowns at that... but what could he do? He puts the shirt on... and checks the note he made last night... when was the doctor's appointment again?

Rob finds his ignoring to be a little less successful than last class... as the dull throbbing from his chest dosent seem to go away... at least it wasnt being rubbed...

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Rob frowns and idly rubs his chest. He better not have caught this from James. His notes take their toll as the whatever it is takes up more of his mind.

The doctor's appointment is set for the early afternoon... after classes. That's right! James still has class today! Does he dare go looking like this?

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James... sweatdrops... She... considers just calling in. But... she looks in the mirror. Did she look too... different?

Meanwhile... the massage Rob does to his chest allieviates the uncomfortable feelings somewhat... his chest still feels puffy... and he catches a few odd glances as he massafes his chest.

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Well, James does look quite a bit more androgynous, with softer features all around. Her hair is lighter too, with a few strands of red here and there. She looks related... but not quite like her old self.

Rob blushes, clears his throat... and lets go. He tries to bury his head into his notes and ignore the discomfort in his chest altogether. If he can hold out a little bit longer, class should be over...

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James takes a deep breath... to hell with it. She gets her wallet... looking in it to be reminded of her identity... putting it in her pocket she goes to get a quick breakfast and head out... Assuming all of this blows over she didn't want to get behind... classes were expensive. Plus she didn't want to stay home and dwell on it...

The discomfort slowly grows... but leaning over, keeping the shirt off of his chest... and focusing as hard as he can on his notes... helps... as finally the glacial pace of the lesson finally comes to an end!

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As James fixes up breakfast, she sees something ominous. The bottle she had used to collect the... stuff that had come out of her chest was empty! There was one of Rob's cereal bowls in the sink, and it looked recently used. It can't be...

Rob practically leaps out of the chair and out of the room to his usual study spot. It's a nice quiet corner of one of the class buildings with a few tables and comfy chairs. He sits down in a free spot and tries to do some homework... after rubbing his chest for a second.