Its Becky, a Hot girl, the daughter of a trophy wife. Some scandal you did not bother to hear the details of got her thrown off the cheerleader teem.You peak thru the crack in the door as she removes her clothes and takes the clothes of a boy in to a changing room. You see a blue glow fill that room in a couple of moments and a boy slightly bigger then average walk out of the room. You remember it involved a public brake up with her boyfriend, including her yelling she would make a better boy. You feel a compulsion to put her clothes on , you are not a cross dresser thru their are the photos were the fith grade girls talked the boys in to wearing the old fashion girls clothes and they wore the boys ones (two were made that you made a cuter girl then they did) as well as the summer you and your friends were made to hold princess parties.
You pick up the bag of her clothes and walk in to the changing room. You slide her panties up your legs , then the pantyhose up your legs, next her pink skirt. You find a bra that you slip thru your arms and snap on your back. ignoring the pink glow enveloping you and the tingle go thru your lower half. A v neck pink shirt goes on next. A pink hair band and pink two inch high heels with wedge heels on your feet complete the outfit. Feeling the panties, pantyhose, and skirt fit better you look in the mirror in time to see c cup breasts grow out of you chest and fill the bra and shirt, your face shifts to the same hart shape of your mom and older sister. You stick a hand down your skirt that just confirms that you are now a girl. In fact you steep closer to the mirror, you take off the skirt and pull the shirt up to see a small bulge pushing out your panties and pantyhose. O no dues that mean, you put the skirt back on and you think, pregnant she was pregnant and now you are. Every one knows the legend of the changing room, each student can remove their clothes and put on the discarded clothes of another student then they change in to the body of that student only once, in affect switching bodies with them. If some one is nude when the next person comes in and change the nude person is compelled to put the other students clothes on and take their body. O`god she saw me watching her undress. I mean good thing for the baby. You remember another part of the legend that if a pregnant body is discard that next person to chouse puts on her clothes and becomes the mom to be. You do love kids, did even before you became a pregnant teen. You feel some thing else. You grab the make up out of the purse and make your self up. You find a journal in the purse, you reading. Dear journal two days have passed with no morning sickness, if I am going to exchange this body with a boys one I better do it tomorrow, I hope the new mom to be will be a good mom. I put the journal back in the purse. You put the purse on one shoulder and your backpack on the other. As you leave the changing room you memories change now you are a pregnant ex cheerleader with no boyfriend, you are on your way to lunch to meet your new friends in the prego slut club. A group of easy pregnant girls. You meet the other five members of the club with hugs and kisses , you show the least. "party tonight" says a Asian girl that looks ready to pop, "party till you pop" says a blond in a pink future trophy wifes shirt, a fellow former cheerleader. After school, We meet at my house, my parents are out tonight. We reeve each other up by rubbing each others breasts and slits. A boy for each of us comes over, a boy we each like not the dumb asses that knocked us up.
the boys run their hands all other us and play with our slits, before sliding in and all most out of us until the boys come in side us (we do use condoms to keep stds free). Most of the other get their wombs rubbed more then I do. Each of us get laid with a boy twice then the boys leave as they have to before the parents get home and we go back to discussing baby names and making out with each other. That night I have my first mommy dream of playing with a cute girl.