Joan felt herself clutched by a strong, masculine hand and then carried around effortlessly, as if she weighed practically nothing.
Moments ago she teleported from the girls locker room into an enlosed area surounded by nothing but white towels. She tried to climb out from the towels stacked on top of her but she quickly realized that she had zero contol over her body. Before she had time to even think of an explanation for what happened to her the information that Nicole wished she would know poured into her head. Joan was relieved that her transformation was temporary, but repulsed by the fact that she was going to be used to dry off a guys naked body.
It was at that moment when Joseph picked her up from the pile of towels that she was stacked in. Joan noticed that Joseph did a quick double take of her towel form before walking off with her, making her wonder if he somehow recognized her in this form. Joan shifted whatever she used for eyes around to see that she was still wearing her skirt and top. On top of that she could also feel make-up still adorning her face, or where her face should be in her current form. This revelation troubled Joan much more than her imminent fate drying off a guy's package.
"Dammit," cursed Joan as she mulled over her predicament, "I'm still wearing girl clothes despite the fact that I'm not even human at the moment! Does this mean that I can never take off these clothes or wash off this make-up? Do I have to sleep in tight clothes and a skirt? Do I have to shower wearing this? What does this mean for me when I get the stone back? Can I turn myself back to a guy if I am still wearing these clothes? That would contradict Nicole's wish for me to not look unusual while wearing this shit; and if I do mamage to change back will I have to live my life out as a crossdresser or have to wish to make people think that boys are supposed to wear skirts and make-up? O God, I'd almost rather stay a girl than resort to being a potential Jerry Springer guest or some prick forcing guy's to wear skirts so that he'll look normal. Of course, this all depends on IF I get the stone back. With Nicole making crazy wishes like this she might not be in possession of the stone for much longer. I can almost see her turning herself into a basketball or scrunchy and dropping the stone on the floor for anybody to pick up."
As Joan worried about her situation Joseph washed himself up in preparation for the rest of the day as he worried about his sudden drought of "female companinons", oblivious to the fact that he was about to have an up close and personal experience with one.
