"Ah fuck," I swore as this sunk in. Sighing I stood up to stretch and test my new body out. As I did I felt more limber than I had ever done in my life and I quickly had to stop as I noticed my skirt tenting.
"No way I'm a real cheerleader," I muttered, feeling under my skirt "I must just like dressing as one."
Before I could do anything else, my phone started to ring. I grabbed it and was surprised to see the caller ID said 'Sarah'. With a nervous gulp I answered it.
"Hello?" I asked.
"Hey Jon," said Sarah, "Sorry, I'm running late, but we should be there in a few minutes."
"Huh?" I asked confused.
"We have an extra practice session remember?"
"Oh, um, yeah," I laughed "I'm such a ditz I totally forgot."
"Classic Jonny," she laughed, "See ya soon foxy."
"Bye," I laughed, hanging up.
"Crap," I sighed, "I have no idea how to cheer, how the hell to cheer." My eyes went to the stone and I paused. I could wish to just be a cross dresser, or going to a fancy dress party or something, but I hesitated. Grabbing the stone I hoped I was making the right choice and said "I wish I could access the memories of this world's Jon, but otherwise my mind would be unaffected."
With a shrug I stashed the stone in my bag and went to wait for my new friends outside, wondering if they too were foxes, or if I was the only one. I didn't have to wait long, within ten minutes Sarah and a couple of her friends pulled up in her barbie pink convertable.
"Hey girls," I waved, hopping down from the wall.
