Jay entered the locker room and exhaled. It took all of his effort to control himself. His hormones were completely out of control. He'd barely thought about girls before, and now, when he saw one, his mind went straight to the gutter.
This couldn't be what it was like for girls. His friend Kyla never acted like this. But...she didn't really act feminine. He wondered if she had been affected by all this. And was she really sexy now?
Jay pinched himself, and turned to see Jon still sitting there. The other boy looked up at Jay. "Were you in the gym?"
"Yes," he replied.
Jon looked down. "Is...she still out there?"
"Yes," Jay confirmed. "Why is she waiting for you?"
"To torture me, I guess," Jon said. "I mean...I look like..."
"You look fine. Look at me." Jay insisted. He opened his locker and pulled out a very tight looking outfit. Laying it out, he found his bag and opened it, pulling out a pair of glasses and a contact case. That solved one mystery.
The load of hygiene products in the bag generated a lot more. "This goes much further than physical. I think...reality changed," Jay said.
"No kidding," Jon replied. "Which means that no one who wasn't there will even notice anything different. I think we both have to face the music," Jon said, finally slipping into the outfit.
"It's Jay," Jay finally said. "You didn't ask who I was."
"Jon," Jon replied. He suddenly thought of something. He needed to find Karyn. She would...not know anything was wrong...he suddenly realized. But, maybe she would help him.
