I quickly entered a stall and looked at the clothes, a long skirt and a cardigan, they would do, I pulled the dress and much too small panties off and put the jumper on in its place, they folding the skirt a few time I put that on as well, it was tight on my now much wider hips and ass, but it would do.
I stepped out and looked in the mirror, a short fat ginger woman stared back, she looked younger then 20 with her big green eyes and pudgy cheeks. She looked nothing like the woman I had just been and I wondered what this person I now was reall looked like, speaks she even a woman? I looked at the curve of the jumper and lifted it, it's rough wool rubbing against my fat nipples.
I lowered it again quick... "They're huge" I said noticing my now lower voice, much more mature then the body looked.
Sirens outside alerted me to my predicament... What would happen, I snuck out my bare feet sore and bruised from the run.
