Jon looked at all the outfits laid out on the floor of the bathroom stall, listing them in his head:
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Bavarian Beer Girl?
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Cheerleader?
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Sexy Pizza Delivery?
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A goddess of some kind?
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A slutty Hogwarts outfit?
There was no way he was going to wear any of these. But they seemed like his only option. That was until he caught of glimpse of something in the neighboring stall. Jon crouched down, stepping on the pizza delivery outfit as he did, peering under the gap.
Looking into the other stall it was clear no one was in it, but that wasn’t what caught his attention. Laying on the floor was another set of clothes, a pair of jeans, a shirt, and some shoes. Looking out under the stall door and listening he quickly determined that he was still alone in the locker room.
Jon carefully crawled under to the other stall, careful to keep as little of his naked body from touching the cold concrete as he could, until he could stand up and start examining the clothes. He set the small vans style shoes aside and examined the clothes. The jeans looked like they would fit, they would be a little long and the cut was weird but they should work. He tossed them on the bench to be put on.
Underneath where the jeans had been was the t-shirt, and on top of them was a pair of panties, a bra, and a badge of some kind.
“Fuck, not more women’s clothing…” he trailed off as he looked back at the other stall and the skimpy outfits within, “It’s not like I have much of a choice though.”
Reluctantly he set the badge to the side and grabbed the panties, he really didn’t want to wear them but without them, the denim of the jeans would chafe in the worst spot. He pulled the plain panties on, shivering as they passed up his legs and settled over his penis.
Hearing the door to the locker room open, Jon quickly grabbed what he now knew was a women’s t-shirt and threw it over his head. Moments later he was dressed in the high-waisted but, thankfully baggy women's jeans. Finishing up he reached for the latch of the stall door, hopefully, he could sneak out before whoever it was got to this side of the locker room and saw him in the women’s clothes.
But he never had the chance to grab the latch as searing pain filled his body. His chest, ribcage, balls, feet, face, and scalp burned. Basically, everything burned with the pain. Jon collapsed to the ground screaming as he felt his hips pop and his short hair start brushing his chin.
The footsteps got louder, sprinting in this direction. He heard a familiar voice call out to him but the words wouldn't parse as the pain racked his body. Whoever it was couldn’t see him like this. He opened his eyes and saw shoes rushing toward him out of the one eye that wasn’t covered by his dark hair. Looking away for the shoes he saw something familiar. The stone! It was just out of reach.
He scrabbled towards it, something unfamiliar moving on his chest, and he reached out for the stone. He could almost reach it and-
His shoulders popped and his middle finger barely brushed the stone. Looking back towards the stall door he saw the person bending down, long blond hair becoming visible.
“I wish was somewhere no one could see me.” He ground out through the pain, his spine popping as he gained an inch in height. Just before the stone flashed the familiar face revealed itself.
“Jon!?” Jon’s last thought before the flash of the stone whisked the world away was that Karyn was the one peering at him through the gap under the stall door.
Karyn's face disappeared in a flash of white and everything went silent.
