Jon led Joseph out of the boy's room then up a flight of stairs to Jon's locker on the second floor. Meanwhile, speaking softly so Joseph couldn't hear, Jon mumbled, "I wish my locker contained a duffel bag full of clothes that are in style for guys like Joseph and me: guys who are girlish below the waist. I also wish those clothes would fit us."
Sure enough, when Jon opened his locker he found a large duffel bag filled with clothes. "Let's go," Jon said to Joseph, then Jon headed for the nearest washroom.
"Hang on, dude," Joseph objected. Remember, we're on the second floor. The boy's washrooms are on the first floor."
"I don't think it matters," said Jon. "Just a couple of minutes ago Nicole walked into the boy's washroom and nobody objected."
With no more thought than that, and with time before class running out, Jon walked calmly into the girl's washroom. Then for one terrifying moment he thought Joseph might have been right. All the girls inside instantly stopped what they were doing. Some stared and a few seemed ready to scream.
Caught in a very embarrassing situation, Jon, did the only thing possible. He dropped his pants. Once the girls saw his silky lace panties, his complete lack of male sex organs, and his obvious mons, labia, and vagina, they accepted him as one of their group and returned to their activities.
Joseph of course, had to drop his pants as well. The jockstrap, sock, and girdle evoked a few giggles until Joseph disposed of those too, making his situation was even more obvious than Jon's. Unable to decide what kind of underpants to wear, Joseph had worn none. Faced with irrefutable evidence, the girls in the washroom instantly accepted him as one of their own.
The girls accepted Jon and Joseph even more completely when the two began trying clothes from the duffle bag. It seemed every girl in the room wanted to be either Jon's or Joseph's fashion advisor. Rapidly and excitedly the girls pulled one item after another from the duffel bag, held it up to Jon or Joseph, and then discarded it. The pile of discarded clothes was soon large enough to fill ten or twenty duffel bags but fortunately, no one but Jon seemed able to notice that little detail.
Eventually the warning bell rang. This told everyone there was only one minute before the start of class. Frantically the last few girls dressed Jon and Joseph in the girl's favorite choices. Shortly thereafter the two boys found themselves standing alone in the girl's washroom.
"Dude, are we really going to class like this?" Joseph asked.
