You put on the polo shirt, and look awkwardly at the skirt. You don't want to put it on, but your previous clothes are dingy. You pull on the panties and skirt, and look in the mirror. Not too bad, but it's still a skirt. All of a sudden, you're knocked back onto the bed, dizzy. Your eyesight is blurred for a second, and you see the hair on your legs receding and the muscle changing shape. Now, something definitely feels weird where you just recently had boxers. Before you can check, your ass grows, your stomach shrinks, and two breasts pop out of your chest, growing to about 36C size. Some hair brushes your shoulders, and you turn to face the mirror. In the blurriness, you see a really hot girl. Looking back at the closet, you notice all the clothes have changed to male.
'Great,' you think, 'just in time for me to be a chick.'
"You done in there?" Andrew asks from outside.
You open the door, dismayed, and Andrew gasps.
"What the..."
You groan.
"This IS the 'gender' room."
"Well, you are a pretty hot girl. I think you should...."
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