All four now wore girls clothes, their new memories telling them it was normal to do so. Or at least for them. Their new memories told them that they were a secret after school club of crossdressers and that they often met up so that they could indulge in their interest in secret. In this new life all four were now good friends, although for appearance sake they kept their distance in public, with Biff playing the role of the jock bully, although now instead of being the ring leader of the bullies he manipulated the bullies to keep the worst of the bullying off the other kids at school. But that would end if anyone ever found out about the club.
Confusion set in then; the club only met after school on school days, so why were they meeting now in the middle of the day? Then worry set in, where were their regular clothes? Would they have to go out like this to search for them?
Trevor probably had it easiest; as a goth he could get away with wearing skirts from time to time and even once managed to get away with wearing a dress passing it off as a laugh (and mostly because the other couple of goth guys had also worn dresses that day as part of the lark). Today he now wore a corset dress and high heeled boots. As a goth, he also wore light makeup anyway so the heavier makeup he now wore wouldn’t have looked too out of place in public.
Jon didn’t have it too bad either, now wearing low rider jeans and a red tank top; if he could find a jacket or sweater to throw over it he could probably get away with it without anyone noticing and the converse sneakers he now wore were androgynous enough that he could pull them off without anyone noticing unless they looked closely and saw that they had a slight heel.
Jay however had no such luck. His blouse was clearly a feminine cut and not his regular shirtsleeved dress shirt and instead of trousers he now wore a calf length skirt. His shoes were sensible, but clearly feminine with a slight heel, larger than the ones Jon’s shoes sported.
Biff has it hardest, wearing a miniskirt and crop top much like the sort of outfit Sarah would have worn, complimented by three inch heels and makeup, along with a long wig.
“Fuck,” swore Biff, realising their predicament, “We’re going to have to go out like this aren’t we?”
“Looks like it,” sighed Jay. He paused and said “Uh, where’d our captor go?”
“ And how did we get free?” nodded Trevor.
“Forget that,” scowled Biff, “If someone comes in and sees us...”. He left the thought hanging.
Jay glanced at his watch and said “If we go now we should be in luck; everyone should be in class now so we should be able to get to the locker room unseen. We all have gym today, so we can get changed into our gym clothes and if anyone asks we can say our clothes got dirty or something with whatever we were called here for.”
The others nodded, not entirely happy with the plan but not having any better ideas either. As they filed out Jon slipped his hands into his pockets and said “Wish people could accept us for who we are; life would be so much easier if we could crossdress openly.” He felt a tingle in his fingers and realised his hand was brushing against something hard...
