As you lie on the beach in the bikini, you begin to get the feeling that something isn't right. As you lie there, strange memories begin to fill your head, memories of being a man. Sitting up, you look around and realize you are just lying on the floor in the changing room.
Standing up, you feel your new body jiggle and sway. You were yourself again, but you still had the body of a 16 year old girl. You didn't want to leave the room, lest somebody see you in the bikini, but you knew that you couldn't stay in here - you had to get help. Then the obvious occurred to you. Nobody would think twice of seeing a girl in a bikini, so you had nothing to worry about.
Leaving the changing room, you approach the store owner.
"Can I help you?" He asks.
Yeah, this will sound crazy, but your clothes changed me!"
The man laughed loudly, embarrassing you. "Don't worry - that's what they are meant to do! You're that man who came in a few minutes ago, right?"
You nodded, feeling incredibly embarrassed. "You can change me back, right?"
"Of course! But its a complicated process and I'd want you to be comfortable for it. Tell you what, choose any outfit you want - its on the house. Give me your address and I'll come by to reverse the affects once I close up shop."
You didn't exactly feel comfortable giving this man your address, particularly when you were in such a vulnerable form. He must of sensed this because he continued. "You need to be completely at ease for this to work - so there is no better place than in the safety of your own home. But first things first, go pick out something to wear."