"I mean, I can't even imagine someone like you playing a brutal sport like football. Only girls can take that kind of punishment," Sarah said, as she parked the car and turned off the engine.
"What are you talking about? I ..." he said, before looking down at himself. Where did his muscles go? He stared down at his lankier, though still somewhat fit, body. But it wasn't just his body that looked different. He clothes were different too. Oh, they were still the same clothes he put on that morning, but the T-shirt was now pink. And his jeans now had embroidered patterns around the pockets, just like girl's jeans. It was almost like everything that was masculine was now feminine and everything that was feminine was now masculine.
For the first time since entering Sarah's car, he looked at his girlfriend. He didn't notice before, but her muscles were a lot bigger, like she was working out with weights, something that none of the girls at this school had ever done. Biff worked out everyday and not once did he see a girl lifting weights, on her own time.
"Babe, are you okay?" Sarah asked.
Biff unlocked his door and stumbled out of the car. He had to get out of there. The world had turned upside down and ...
He stopped when he saw students roaming about the school grounds. It wasn't just happening to him and Sarah. Everyone was being affected. Guys wore feminine colors, girls wore masculine colors. Guys looked lankier and girls looked more buffed up. Some girls who he recognized now had shorter hair, while some guys he recognized had longer hair, some even had ponytails. And the thing that put him off the most was the fact that a few guys (including a couple of his jock buddies) were wearing skirts. It wasn't like girls were wearing boys clothes and boys were wearing girls clothes, but it was close.
Sarah put her muscular arm around Biff's more slender body. "Biff. Babe. What's wrong with you today?"
