Jon waited in the pile, and waited... For what felt like an eternity. He would have to risk it, first trying to become a man, maybe a cleaner or other member of staff, but boing worked. He sighed internally.
Suddenly the cabinet in reception exploded leaving a pale naked redhead woman writhing around in agony on the floor, wrapped in mixed swimsuits and other lost junk.
"Felt bigger as a swimsuit, arghhhh" Jon said, in her new female voice painfully through new female gritted teeth, while trying to pull her arm from behind her back.
Finally Jon untangled herself, standing up wobbly and looking for a light switch, she found one and squinted in pain as the bright leisure centre light came on.
She looked at the clothes and then down at her bare boobs, they felt huge but didn't look so big on her frame compared to other women, what was more shocking was her pale skin and freckles and the red curls that framed her breasts, she shook her head and felt the mass of hair move back over her bare back. Jon wondered if this was the Nun he had been earlier.
Jon decided she wouldn't need to get dressed, she didn't plan on being a woman long and left in search of the pool.
The lights flickered to life as Jon looked at the pool and the women's changing room nearby, "this must be it" she said to herself peering into the blue lit pool.
