Jonchelle stood in the doorway to the former boys’ changing room, now with a temporary “Girls” sign taped outside, and stared in disbelief. Her eyes were telling her that this was a teenage boy’s fantasy, girls in various stages of undress. Jon from last year would have done anything to be in her position. Unfortunately for Jon, the truth was that these were boys and not girls. The slight bulge in some of the girls panties gave that away.
Vanessa, who had just finished clipping her sports bra on and was about to put on a black and yellow tank top, looked up and saw Jonchelle standing there. She cocked her head.
“You okay, babe?” she asked, bringing Jonchelle back to reality. She nodded.
“Yeah, it’s just a lot to take in. I’m still getting used to seeing everybody like this.” She gestured towards the other girls. Vanessa nodded.
“I know, I can’t believe it either. When I thought about going out in public like this for the year, I never expected everyone else to suddenly start doing it as well. You might as well enjoy it.”
Jonchelle nodded and headed towards her locker. Fortunately, she had packed for gym class and had brought a set of clothes to change into. Opening her locker, Jonchelle started to get ready.
“Wow! Those are huge!” a girl next to her said as Jonchelle took off her top. Jonchelle turned and saw Leonard staring at her boobs.
Compared to Jonchelle or Vanessa, Leonard made a poor attempt at passing for a girl. Sure, his larger size didn’t help, but her boobs looked a little off-center and the blouse and skirt looked a little tight, almost as if they were a size too small. It was obvious that she was wearing a wig, and her makeup wasn’t perfect. Jonchelle felt a little sorry for the girl as she stared at Jonchelle with obvious jealousy.
“Heh, yeah. I guess they are but they were the only size available in my size so…” Jonchelle trailed off, shrugging her shoulders. “What’s your name again?”
“They must be the biggest size in the whole school!” Leonard exclaimed and everyone suddenly wanted to get a look. Some, Jonchelle sensed, were actually pretty jealous of her bust size. “Oh, and...uh, it’s Amy.”
“Are you going to try out for the cheerleading squad?” one of the other girls asked. Jonchelle nodded. “Wow! I would kill to have breasts that big. Mine are only 36C,” she sighed, trying to squeeze her boobs to make them look bigger.
Jonchelle couldn’t help but laugh. She would never have imagined a group of girls gathering around her because of her breasts.
