The girl in the mirror was cute, large green eyes, Snow White skin, ruby red lips, a small button nose, freckles and red hair. Suddenly I remembered Candice, the skinny little 5'1" cheerleader with the red hair, all the guys fancied her, she couldn't have been more than 120 lb with tiny breasts but a firm butt. I looked a lot like her, the same eyes and hair, I looked more like her than Jon Merlin.
But I wasn't the same, I was much smaller, maybe as small as 4'8" but my breasts stuck out looking far too big for my small frame. I turned, my ass was the same, two large pert perfect buttocks. I was like a more idealised version of Candice, I had even got a more cutesy version of her name.
Nicole walked in with a towel a pile of clothes and some deodorant, "I thought you might want to skip showering and get dressed". I thanked her "... Ummm.... Can you help" I asked, even though I felt angry, having a go at Nicole wouldn't be good, not so close to the big game anyway.
"Sure" she smiled, helping me to remove the sweaty sports clothes and sports bra. I dried and sprayed myself, "wow you are big, maybe as big as me" she said more to herself, as she helped with my bra and top, soon I was dressed in a skirt and blouse and small heels. "I'm tiny" I said looking up at Nicole. "Sorry about that, I just thought that if you are going to be stuck as a girl for a bit you might as well help us win the game next week.".
She was right, the game was more important than the stone anyway, "Yeah, maybe it won't be so bad, if I train hard and we win next week then it will have been worth it, but we have to get the stone back, it could be dangerous in the wrong hands" I said. Something about those words distracted me, what had the coach said before he put the rock in his pocket? Since he took the stone I'd been too distracted about cheerleading and making sure I wouldn't let the team down.
