Jo wrapped herself in a towel, pausing at the mirror to note how it hugged her new curves. Smiling, she managed to grab her clothes and slip out of the locker room before any of the other guys noticed her (even though Joe was gone, her stomach still turned at the thought of her former teammates). She quickly found the girls' bathroom and changed. Joe had been a small guy, and she wasn't exactly a small girl, so the clothes didn't look half bad on her. On second thought, she looked pretty damn good.
"I really do look good in anything," she giggled, throwing her hair behind her shoulders and posing in the mirror. Realizing that she was now a tender soprano, she giggled again.
Jo enjoyed the attention she recieved on the way to her car, where she quickly drove off to...