Derrick stretched, it was going to take a while and she might need to work quick if she wanted to find anything. Most of the clothes she found were way too small, but she did find a pretty gold necklace which she gladly put on, the small golden center piece sitting just over her cleavage.
She was starting to lose hope that anything would fit her, when she decided to check Jen's locker for anything that could help her out, and decided she might as well check Jen's purse. To her suprise, it was empty except for a pair of large yoga pants and a yellow shirt which looked like they might fit! Quickly she pulled the shirt over her head, trying to fit it over her tits. She pushed them against her chest (quietly moaning at the sensation) and managed to pull it down, the shirt clinging to her curves tightly, but it was enough. Next, she worked the pants up around her thighs, and after a lot of jumping and wiggling, her ass was covered, though it was a tight fit
She stood gleefully, happy she had found clothes that fit, but something caught the corner of her eye. Her old dick, lying on top of the pile of parts, seemed to call her name. Almost in a trance, she reached into the locker and removed the penis, it was rock hard and hot to the touch. The head was slightly damp from precum, and derick felt her pussy moisten as she brought it to her chest, and lowered it into her cleavage, nestling it deep so it wouldnt come loose.