The main girl of the group comes up to you and grinning, she tells you, "You are going to be a girl for a while. However...you will still have your male mind...and that being the case you are going to have to adopt and learn to be a girl, much the same way a...what do you call those people..."
She stopped and thinking for a moment and the continued, explaining, "Much the same way a male to female transgender must learn to cope with their choice."
Giggling, she waved at you and telling you, "Enjoy your new life, Stephanie." and then turning, she and her friends started going back to getting dressed, but stopped and instead, turning back to you, she added, "And for the record, you can't turn yourself back to a male. If you do, you will be thwarted at every turn."
Giggling again, you watch as she turns away from you. Standing there, enjoying the breeze blowing on your legs, you ask, "Could you turn me into someone younger? Maybe I could learn my lesson that way?"
Giggling, the main girl tells you as she finishes getting dressed for gym, "No...that wouldn't be really fair," and then turning to her friends, she exits the room.
Unsure what to do, you sit down, but immediately stand up when you realise how feminine you look sitting on the bench and how it feels to have the wood of the bench touching your skin. Pacing back and forth, you turn to the other lockers and tell your friends they came come out now.
When no one answers you, you open the nearest locker, sure one of your friends is inside. When you see nobody, you slam the locker and try another one. After the third one, you grow desperate and rushing out of the girl's locker-room, you immediately run into one of your friends.
Forgetting completely what has happened to you, you ask, "Where were you and how'd you sneak out?"
Your friend stares at you blankly and then asks you, "What are you talking about Stephanie? Is this some sort of game you are playing...'cause if it is, I don't get it."
Confused, you take a step back and then explain, "It's me...Price. Don't you remember...we snuck into the girl's locker-room together..."
Cutting you off, your friend tells you, "I don't know anybody named Price and if you want me to sneak into some place with, I think you could choose a better place than the girl's locker-room. Is this some sort of come on?"
"Ewwww, gross," you exclaim as you back away.
Your friend looks at you and then comments, "Whatever," and starts to walk away.
Raising a hand, you want to call him back, but are unsure what to say to bring him back. Suddenly wanting to cry, you are suddenly overwhelmed by a flood of emotions. Turning away, you scoop up your backpack, unaware that you weren't carrying a moment ago, and taking off down the hall, you head for the nearest empty room, hoping to get away from the nightmare you suddenly found yourself in.