Arriving at the locker room, Kate had already gone inside a stall and was probably already changing back.
"You OK in there?" inquired Drew.
"Here, you can go change back too." a voice somewhere between Richard and Kate's replied, the medallion sliding along the floor from the stall, stopping at Drew's feet.
"See you in a minute then." Drew called back, picking up the medallion & heading into the stall where he left his clothes.
Picking up his shirt he touched it to the medallion, a tingle passing through his body. He figured there was no need to put the medallion down as he'd only be getting his own attributes back.
The changes started with his shoulders, widening back to their former shape. Then his back and waist reshaped to normal.
The changes quickly moved upwards, contorting his face. The awkward pinching and twisting quickly passing to leave him with his boring old face, and an itching on his scalp signalled the longer hair was returning to his regular short cut.
The itchiness spread al over has his body hair regrew. Then the shifting of his legs and feet threw him off balance, dropping to the floor.
Picking himself back up he felt a jiggle he recognised. oh shit... he thought, looking down at Carries breasts, still present on his chest.
CRAP, I'm still wearing her underwear! he panicked, struggling to un-clip the bra, tossing it aside, then fumbling with the panties.
Picking up the medallion and his shirt that he had dropped when he fell, he pressed them against himself. But nothing happened.
"fuck" Drew mumbled under his breath. It was too late, the changes had finished and he was to be stuck with Carrie's firm B-cup breasts, her peachy butt and wide hips, which were luckily about as wide as his own, and the worst part of all for Drew, Carrie's vagina.
Slowing his breathing Drew tried to calm himself, placing his shirt and the medallion down.
OK, if I can just hide this from Kate, I can use the medallion again to get back to normal he thought.
