Jon waited as Ann routed through her locker. He was getting progressively more anxious. Thanks to the curse, she could have anything in there. That perturbed him, but at this point there wasn't much left to feminize. He'd just have to get through the rest of the day without picking up any more sissy rules, then he could talk to Zoe about removing this curse.
That was one thing he wasn't looking forward to. He could deal with trancing around school looking like a tart but going home how he was now? He wasn't sure he was prepared for that.
Having lost himself in his thoughts, his attention was quickly snapped back to Ann as she turned to face him.
She was holding multiple pairs of socks. This confused Jon, as he wasn't sure where she was going with this.
"Since you've graduated to a bra now, you'll need something to fill it. I'd recommend investing in a false pair but for now these will do."
She chuckled the socks at him. Fumbling them, Jon looked back in confusion.
"Do I really have to spell it out for you? Alright then: you must always have your bra filled, maintaining a feminine figure."
Once Ann had finished speaking, Jon felt his resistance crumble. He quickly stuffed the socks into the bra, making his chest look like it was jutted outwards.
"Update your rulebook whilst I grab Sarah. Don't think you're getting out of the lipstick any time soon."
With Ann gone and the new rule written, Jon realised that for now he was free. Being stuck in the girls locker room meant at any second he could be given a new rule. If he got out now he would be free from being given any new rules.
He devised a plan. Since classes were being changed, if he hid for a few minutes, he could run home in the new period and get the stone back. Then he would make Zoe pay. Knowing Ann would be back any moment, Jon sprinted out of the girls locker room straight to the boys toilets. Finding a stall, he locked himself in and waited for the rush of students changing periods to end. After a few minutes, he decided to make a break for it. Unlocking the stall, he prepared to bolt it home, when...
