Sophia searched several stores across the mall before she found herself not far from where she started. She decided to end her search for now and actually pick up some clothes for her new male body. As she brought the handfull of shirts and pants toward the changing rooms, she heard a soft, faint, feminine cry from another stall. She went over to knock timidly on the door.
“Go away!” A voice that was clearly hers on the other end whispered.
“No, you don’t understand; it’s me! I mean, it’s you!” She replied finding it difficult to escape the excitement that she found her body.
The door unlocked and Sophia entered. She saw her body in tears wearing a t-shirt and basketball shorts that were much too big for her small frame. A pair of shoes were not far away, much too big for her original body’s small feet.
“It’s going to be okay,” Sophia tried to assure before adding, “What’s your name?”
“Dean,” He said looking up from his tears, “Oh, God, tell me you haven’t been running around in my body wearing THAT!?”
“Hey, they still fit, okay! And no one seemed to care,” Sophia retorted, “Besides, I was buying new stuff when I found you. Now we can just switch clothes and go somewhere to figure this out.”
Dean curled up in a ball and began crying again. He muttered “yoga pants” under his breath before finally collecting himself. “Fine. I know I can’t wear my own clothes. They literally fall off me while I’m in your body. So I guess hand over the sportsbra.”
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