”It looks like this place is starting to slow down...” Jo thought reaching her locker. The short journey from the showers to her locker had been pleasantly uneventful. The once bustling locker room had thinned out while Jo had been mourning the loss of Piper in the shower. ”Get dressed. Get out of here. Get back to the fairgrounds...” Jo’s rumbling stomach interrupted her train of though. ”Holy shit am I hungry.” Jo’s stomach rumbled again. ”I’ve been so wrapped up with everything... I’ve basically not eaten all day.” Jo tossed her wet towel on the bench behind her. ”Wait. What time is it now?” Jo pulled her curly black hair back into a wet ponytail. ”I think I got here around 1 or 2... And I’ve been here a while...” Jo paused and tapped her chin. ”Between the cardio room, the steam room, the machine room, and the shower... It’s got to be getting late.” Jo looked over to the locker room wall expecting to see a window. ”Okay maybe its not the worst thing that there aren’t windows in the women’s locker room... But it has to be like 6 or 7 by now... Which would make sense why there’s less people around...”
With her mind back focused on the task at hand, Jo shrugged and yanked her duffle bag out of the bottom of the locker. ”Since there’s no one around I might as well get organized.” Jo thought as she pulled the wadded up clothing out of her duffle bag and began to neatly lay everything out. Between the clothes that she had bought, the clothes that she had stolen, and the clothes that she had wore in, Jo had a lot of options. ”Luckily these kept adjusting to fit my body.” Jo thought as she stood there nude eying up her options. ”First things first.” Jo grabbed the panties she had been working out in and then quickly sat them back down. ”No... Just no... Too sweaty...” Jo grabbed the boyshorts she had found while scavenging the locker room. ”They look like they’re clean...” Jo thought bending over and sliding the boyshorts up her thick muscular legs. ”And they fit like a charm.” Jo grinned and torqued her upper body to glance at her firm booty.
”Next up...” Jo glanced at the sweaty sports bra she had been working out in, and then over to the one she had bought from Goodwill. ”It’s clean...” Jo grabbed the heavy duty sports bra and gave it a sniff. ”But it smells like Goodwill...” Jo waved it in the air hoping it would air out. ”I guess...” She gave up her fight against the odor pulled it over her head. ”Alright my saggy peaches. It’s time for you to get in there.” Jo thought as she pulled the tight sports bra down over her small, yet saggy, breasts. “What’s next?” Jo mumbled turning her attention back to the neatly laid out clothing.
”I guess I can just wear what I wore in and save the stuff I bought for tomorrow.” Jo sat aside her jeans, t-shirt, and hoodie and began to organize her duffle bag. The hydration pack was the first item into the duffle bag, because Jo didn't plan on filling it up until the morning. Then the leggings, workout shorts, and volleyball shorts were next. ”Jo held up the grey one piece swimsuit she had worn earlier in the steam room.” Being that she was wearing it when she became Jo, she felt an attachment to it. ”No... I have to travel light.” Jo turned and tossed it into the bottom of her locker. On top of the swimsuit she tossed her sweaty sports bra, the soap and shampoo bottles, and her towel. ”Alright the tank top can come with me...” Jo tossed the tank top she had worked out in in the duffle bag, followed by the long sleeve zip up jacket. ”That just leaves the headband and food.” Jo sat her mixed nuts and jerky on top of her head band. The last two things remaining on the bench were the panties that Jo had worn while working out and a pair of aviator sunglasses. ”And to think...” Jo picked up the sweaty garment. ”These were boxer briefs when I walked in here...” Feeling a twinge of emotion for them, Jo unzipped the small inner pocket of the duffle bag and stuffed them in there. “I guess those will be my memento of when I became a woman...” Jo mumbled.
With her duffle bag packed back up, Jo grabbed her now form fitting jeans and pulled them on. ”Wow...” She thought walking over to the nearby mirror. ”What an ass... What a set of legs...” Jo turned to admire her lower body in the mirror. ”Damn girl!” She started grinning and turned back so that she could get a good look at herself. Standing in the mirror looking back at Jo was a beautiful muscular dark haired college girl. ”Wow...” Jo whispered as her pale white cheeks began to blush. The extra tenacity and work ethic that she had received from Robin had really taken Jo’s body to the next level. Seeing the image of herself standing there wearing a sports bra and a pair of jeans that looked painted on took her breath away.
Jo’s rumbling belly snapped her out of her trance. ”Get back to it!” Jo told herself as she went back to the bench and pulled on her now formfitting T-shirt and her still baggy sweat shirt that she had bought the night before. Jo frowned seeing that she only had one pair of socks, and she had wore them the last two days. ”O well...” She thought pulling them onto her feet and sliding on her tennis shoes.
“Well locker. You’ve served me well.” Jo whispered as she closed the door to the locker she had been occupying. Jo zipped up her duffle bag and slung it over her shoulder. The only thing left on the bench was the pair of aviator sunglasses that she had stole earlier. ”I guess it’s time to hit the road.” She thought snatching the sunglasses and situating them on the top of her head.
