Karin left biology feeling uncomfortable at the very thought of doing P.E. Ever since Karin made her first wish, she had felt very uncomfortable in terms of walking. As she walked, all she could feel was her breasts bouncing up and down. She got down to the opposite side of the building, and saw that the Fems’ Locker Room had replaced the women’s room. As she went inside, her nose was assaulted by a wave of unexpected body odor—something she was decidedly not used to.
The room looked normal enough—lockers, after all, aren’t gendered in and of themselves—but the scene, at least to her, wasn’t. None of the girls were wearing a bra! And everyone’s panties were visible. Gosh, this is awkward. They were all plain, femuline wear; Karin noticed her old Victoria’s Secret set had been replaced by one from Chloe Klein. Heh. As she changed, her T-shirt and breasts were exposed, making her even more nervous.
“Look at Karin… Where’s her tits!?” Sara yelled out boisterously. Karin’s head, and her world, sank beneath her. “Tiny tits”, she heard repeatedly for two minutes. Is this what guys did with their penises? Karin thought. As she changed into her gym clothes (and tried to hide her embarrassed and angry face), Coach Stacey walked in.
“Morning, gals, gonna take roll here… Karin Black?”
“H...here,” Karin hesitated. As Coach went through the class roster of people like Mary Butcher, Liz Katherine, Sara McMartha and Tiffa Sandriss, it hit her. Gosh, this world’s Sara is just as bad as Biff in my old world. And these last names are just as weird.
“Alright, gals, we’re gonna spend 30 minutes with the melles first.” The fems groaned. “I know, you don’t like it, but it’s the law. The other half, though we’ll do some football.” Sara and a few others smiled. Karin noticed how ripped some of them were, especially Sara. Wouldn’t wanna cross her in this world, I guess...
