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Brad glanced around the girl's locker room, peering around the shoulders of the boy in front as he took the area in. He bit his lip, surprised to find himself feeling a little bit disappointed as he and the others drifted towards their assigned lockers.
"Something wrong?" asked Chris, starling him as he spun to his friend.
Brad grinned nervously in response, shrugging to give his heart time to calm down. "I just figured… You know, with all the rumors you hear about this place… it would be a bit…"
"More impressive?" supplied Chris, laughing a little. "I forgot this was your first time doing a powder puff game…"
Brad blushed, feigning disinterest as he looked around. "So… Um… You've done this before?"
Chris nodded. "Every time since the first time it started - whole school panicked for the first day, then by the next we were all just taking it in stride…" His fingers brushed against the locker as he spoke, but his eyes were looking into the past. Somehow, Brad didn't think his friend was capable of seeing him. "It was like… Like all our doubts and fears had just been washed away while we were doing things, you know? Then it started to rain, and everyone else felt like that too…" He shrugged, smiling in sudden awareness of Brad's intent look as the boy blushed.
"You hear a lot of rumors about this place, like you said…" he continued, after a moment. "The girls talking about wishes coming true, occasionally a girl finding herself with a room filled with boys clothes, which disappear by the next day - that sorta thing… All of them using this locker room, too, instead of the other one. But when you feel that kinda peace, it's pretty hard to see it as something evil, you know?"
Brad nodded, glancing at his locker a bit nervously as he fumbled with the lock, mindlessly turning combination after unworkable combination. He bit his lip, hard, trying to fight back the worry that he wasn't up for the task. The feel of an unfamiliar hand on his arm made him stiffen for a moment, until he looked to see his friend's familiar face.
"Relax a bit," offered Chris. "You'll do fine - You got picked for a reason. 'Sides," he grinned, with a wink, "you'll like Karrie."
Brad nodded, breathing in and out to calm himself before carefully resting his fingers against the locker. He could feel it like a pulse on the other side, a connection running between him and the uniform. He reached for the locker quickly, feeling the connection tremor from his speed. He took another breath to calm himself as he touched the lock, letting it reestablish itself before quietly spinning the combination with a feel of familiarity.
He sighed in relief when the locker clicked open, though his nervousness returned a little at the sight of the outfit. He decided not to think about it too much, quickly dropping pants and underwear to the ground before gripping onto the lower half. He pulled them out, blushing furiously when he spotted the black color of her panties. He wondered for a moment if she was messing with him, picking that color with the knowledge that a boy would have to wear them.
He shook his head, doing his best to clear the unkind thought as he carefully slipped it on. He felt his body tremble at its passage, the skin puckering beneath its tight grip as he yanked it up to his manhood. It stiffened uncomfortably against the cloth, making him squirm as he gripped onto the short skirt and yanked it up.
He felt his knees go weak as the power rippled, his butt slowly swelling to fill up the panties as his thighs thickened, changing shape to fit them better. His arms were already fumbling with the bra strap as he felt the skin around his manhood tear, the stiff flesh collapsing inwards with a rush of pleasure that took him too his knees. She realized with a shock that she felt moistness between her legs, and blushed harder at the thought of what she might find in her own boxers.
She stiffened when she felt cold fingers pressing against her back. "Chris?" she whispered. The only response was a giggle as she felt the bra strapped against her back. She put her arms up at the hidden girl's urging, letting the too small top get yanked over her head as she felt her nipples tighten. The other girl squeezed it down with a grunt of effort, the body remolding itself to fit. Brad gasped as her arms turned short and slender, her waist slimming down. She watched her stomach flatten, the tight outfit not bothering to cover it. She watched it climb further upwards as her breasts grew outward, the bra filling out as her belly button was slowly revealed.
She remembered briefly that the cheer leading outfit's the girls wore had been custom designed to reflect their best features. He wondered for a moment what Karri's bet feature was, before blushing at the thought. Still, her eyes drifted across her body for a moment, taking note of bottom and breasts as the hair drifted down across her face, and her body finalized the changes.
Slowly she felt the sense of calm descend upon her, acceptance of everything rushing through her as the blushes subsided. She reached inside the locker, not sparing a thought for how her arms rubbed against her breasts as she picked up the pompoms and experimented with a quick cheer. Grinning at Chris, who another part of her mind said was Tara, she headed out into the game with the other members of the squad to cheer the game on.
She blushed a little at the thought of the boys out there, sweating in their uniforms, the Karri part of her mind lingering on Greg most of all. She wondered if he'd say yes, if she asked him out later. Somehow, she didn't think that would be a problem.
"Something wrong?" asked Chris, starling him as he spun to his friend.
Brad grinned nervously in response, shrugging to give his heart time to calm down. "I just figured… You know, with all the rumors you hear about this place… it would be a bit…"
"More impressive?" supplied Chris, laughing a little. "I forgot this was your first time doing a powder puff game…"
Brad blushed, feigning disinterest as he looked around. "So… Um… You've done this before?"
Chris nodded. "Every time since the first time it started - whole school panicked for the first day, then by the next we were all just taking it in stride…" His fingers brushed against the locker as he spoke, but his eyes were looking into the past. Somehow, Brad didn't think his friend was capable of seeing him. "It was like… Like all our doubts and fears had just been washed away while we were doing things, you know? Then it started to rain, and everyone else felt like that too…" He shrugged, smiling in sudden awareness of Brad's intent look as the boy blushed.
"You hear a lot of rumors about this place, like you said…" he continued, after a moment. "The girls talking about wishes coming true, occasionally a girl finding herself with a room filled with boys clothes, which disappear by the next day - that sorta thing… All of them using this locker room, too, instead of the other one. But when you feel that kinda peace, it's pretty hard to see it as something evil, you know?"
Brad nodded, glancing at his locker a bit nervously as he fumbled with the lock, mindlessly turning combination after unworkable combination. He bit his lip, hard, trying to fight back the worry that he wasn't up for the task. The feel of an unfamiliar hand on his arm made him stiffen for a moment, until he looked to see his friend's familiar face.
"Relax a bit," offered Chris. "You'll do fine - You got picked for a reason. 'Sides," he grinned, with a wink, "you'll like Karrie."
Brad nodded, breathing in and out to calm himself before carefully resting his fingers against the locker. He could feel it like a pulse on the other side, a connection running between him and the uniform. He reached for the locker quickly, feeling the connection tremor from his speed. He took another breath to calm himself as he touched the lock, letting it reestablish itself before quietly spinning the combination with a feel of familiarity.
He sighed in relief when the locker clicked open, though his nervousness returned a little at the sight of the outfit. He decided not to think about it too much, quickly dropping pants and underwear to the ground before gripping onto the lower half. He pulled them out, blushing furiously when he spotted the black color of her panties. He wondered for a moment if she was messing with him, picking that color with the knowledge that a boy would have to wear them.
He shook his head, doing his best to clear the unkind thought as he carefully slipped it on. He felt his body tremble at its passage, the skin puckering beneath its tight grip as he yanked it up to his manhood. It stiffened uncomfortably against the cloth, making him squirm as he gripped onto the short skirt and yanked it up.
He felt his knees go weak as the power rippled, his butt slowly swelling to fill up the panties as his thighs thickened, changing shape to fit them better. His arms were already fumbling with the bra strap as he felt the skin around his manhood tear, the stiff flesh collapsing inwards with a rush of pleasure that took him too his knees. She realized with a shock that she felt moistness between her legs, and blushed harder at the thought of what she might find in her own boxers.
She stiffened when she felt cold fingers pressing against her back. "Chris?" she whispered. The only response was a giggle as she felt the bra strapped against her back. She put her arms up at the hidden girl's urging, letting the too small top get yanked over her head as she felt her nipples tighten. The other girl squeezed it down with a grunt of effort, the body remolding itself to fit. Brad gasped as her arms turned short and slender, her waist slimming down. She watched her stomach flatten, the tight outfit not bothering to cover it. She watched it climb further upwards as her breasts grew outward, the bra filling out as her belly button was slowly revealed.
She remembered briefly that the cheer leading outfit's the girls wore had been custom designed to reflect their best features. He wondered for a moment what Karri's bet feature was, before blushing at the thought. Still, her eyes drifted across her body for a moment, taking note of bottom and breasts as the hair drifted down across her face, and her body finalized the changes.
Slowly she felt the sense of calm descend upon her, acceptance of everything rushing through her as the blushes subsided. She reached inside the locker, not sparing a thought for how her arms rubbed against her breasts as she picked up the pompoms and experimented with a quick cheer. Grinning at Chris, who another part of her mind said was Tara, she headed out into the game with the other members of the squad to cheer the game on.
She blushed a little at the thought of the boys out there, sweating in their uniforms, the Karri part of her mind lingering on Greg most of all. She wondered if he'd say yes, if she asked him out later. Somehow, she didn't think that would be a problem.
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cool, although i kinda mistook the title