A good thirty minutes later, the booths disgorged two separate groups of girls who parted to reveal their blushing charges.
"Oh, my!" The woman beamed. "You two look gorgeous! If you were Lake View students, I'd give you full marks on appearance. Good work, girls!" The club members glowed with joy at the compliment. Once more addressing the visitors, she added, "Don't worry about your things. We'll return them to you as you leave. Enjoy the game!"
Meanwhile, Jon and Karyn regarded each other in a mutual state of shock.
Jon now wore a bright pink tied bikini that showed off all his best assets, including some rather incredible cleavage. The side ties on his bikini bottom hung down to mid-thigh, adding their own accent to his lovely hips. His hair had been styled but left hanging loose over his shoulders and down his back in a wavy curtain.
"Wow, Jen! You're pretty hot! Looks like I was right. Pink really is your color."
Jon grimaced, but gave a nod to Karyn's outfit. "You look very nice yourself. I guess this makes black your color."
Karyn smiled demurely as she glanced down at her tiny string bikini. "Black is almost anyone's color, but it's sweet of you to say." Running her hands along her outfit, she admired the intricate details of the design. The glitter of jewels accentuated the borders, clearly making the swimsuit more fashionable than functional. "It's amazing! I almost feel like it was made just for me. And they did it so fast, too."
"Fast!?" Jon blurted out. "I thought it would never end. I've never experienced anything so embarrassing in my life! They measured everything, and I mean everything." He reflexively crossed his thighs at the memory, his creamy complexion turning crimson.
Karyn couldn't help but giggle. "At least, the tape measures were soft, right?"
"Ugh," Jon almost wilted right there.
His friend relented, sidling up beside him and putting a comforting arm around him and rubbed her hand over his bare shoulder. "Look, I'm really sorry. I just answered her question automatically. But it's over now, and we have to concentrate on getting your rock back."
Straightening back up, Jon nodded. "Right." More resolved than ever to get his old life back, he looked back towards the bleachers, hoping to spot his target again.
