Callum's heart sinks as he looks up.
"Callum?" Says Brayden in shock. Hands drop towards Callum's crotch and his legs bolt for the door.
Running down the hallway, Callum looks for anything to wear. His eyes darting around for clothing and any potential danger. Being naked at school is something he never wanted to experience, especially not in his current state of confusion and strange arousal.
The bathroom door comes up and Callum runs straight into it, into a locking cubicle. He looks down at his naked body and panics, "What do I do?" He asks himself, "My clothes are gone."
"Callum!" Says the voice of Brayden in the bathroom.
"Go away."
"But you're naked. You need clothes."
"Do....yOU know where I can get soME,"
"Did your voice just crack?" Laughs Brayden.
"Get me some CLothes."
"You alright?"
"Yeah."
"Be back in a few minutes. I'll get you some clothes." Brayden walks off.
Strands of hair appear in Callum's eyes, "Need to get a hAirCut," he laughs to himself. Then a pressure begins to build up in his chest, "No!" He says in a panic, "I'm not having a heart attack. Please." Then a tight feeling forms in his hips. He looks down and sees he's thinner than normal, but his chest is expanding.
"What the fuck!" He screams with a feminine voice.
"Callum. You still in there?" Asks Brayden, "I got you clothes."
"I don't think they'll be correct ones," he sighs.
"Callum? Are you using a voice changer!"
"No."
"Is there a girl in there?"
"I'll open the door. But don't freak out. Understand?"
"Understood."
Callum opens the stall door. Brayden's jaw drops when he sees Callum in female form. Fairer skin, shorter, now standing at 152cm (5ft) with D cup breasts.
"You look amazing," says Brayden.
"I'm a fucking tiny girl..."'
"In height yes."
"This is fucked!" Callum says with a girl's voice.
"Could be worse."
"How could it be worse?"
"Could've ended up as a fat pig or baby."
Callum sighs, "Find me some clothes."