Then he stripped off his sweats, leaving them in a pile on the floor, and started to slip into the clothes on the bed.
Everything was so simple. First, a pair of white cotton panties, which oddly turned into a pair of men's briefs when he slipped them on over a suddenly much smaller body. Then the blouse, which morphed into a white button-down shirt. And the skirt, which became a pair of slacks.
The room, shifted, but only subtly. It looked almost exactly the same, only the clothes in the closet were all male clothing.
Leonard looked down at the pile of dirty clothes, and blinked in disgust. He got a garbage bag, wrapped them up, and through them in the trash. He felt like he had been Saved.
He slipped down the stairs and noticed the side door open, and closed and locked it.
