You made up your mind you were going to to rouge. Fate wasn't going to decide which girls chest you'd cling to, you were!
You looked around making sure there was no one around. All the girls were busy in the showers which left their lockers and bags wide open for a swap.
The swap would be easy. Chose a doll, throw it's outfit on, place it where you were on the bench.
The only question was what girl to switch with?
You looked for other dolls and matched them up with their respective owners.
First, the doll belonging to a cheerleader you sort of knew. She had nice breasts, seemed ditzy, but overall surely would take good care of you if you chose her.
Second, your sister. A blond choice to go with due to it being, you know, your sister. But this wasn't inherently sexual, sort of. You were an honest man, your older sister had a nice rack, good assets over all. Plus then you would be home! Know your enemy and all that.
Third, your childhood friend. You totally have a crush on her, which she's aware of and has rejected you politely at least once. She likes dolls a lot which pairs great with your kink for wanting to be a doll! You'd swear it was a match made in heaven, but she doesn't ever see it that way. Her assets were definitely smaller than her peers, but you liked her and liked that part about her just as much.
Fourth, maybe you were feeling daring. You spotted a doll hanging off a locker tangled in a pair of panties. Whoever owned it didn't seem to treat it well what so ever. Maybe you like it rough? Girl was really in it for the grade and seems this whole home Ed stuff as lame type.
Those were the choices you first saw. Thinking it over you: