Jon opened the locker and got out his clothes.
Apparently, the stone knew no bounds. He held up the pair of g-string panties and stared at them. He was supposed to wear these? He looked around at all the girls. Some of them were giving him odd looks, so he decided to put the underwear on and just change out of them later. They would be under his clothes anyway, so only he would know about them.
Next came his shirt. Pink. Of course. As he put the halter top on, which looked strange with his male physique, he noticed that there was no bra. But, of course, he probably didn't wear one, since he had no breasts (not even small ones).
Then there was his skirt. He felt kind of funny wearing it. Too much freedom. That and the fact that mentally he was a guy. Even though he was female between his legs, he still considered himself a boy. And as a boy, obviously, he had never worn skirts.
Last were the shoes. Heeled, of course. Fortunately, though, they were only two-inch heels. But, unfortunately, they were pink.
When he was done getting dressed, he turned around and looked at some of the other girls. Usually, he would be totally turned on, seeing girls getting dressed in the girl's locker room. But right now, he wasn't. He wasn't sure if it was because he was so embarrassed wearing girl's clothes that he just couldn't focus on them, or if it was because he was technically a girl now and was only attracted to guys. Ugh. He hoped it wasn't the latter.
