Swamp boob. By Rhodry

Michael now Melanie was standing there in the girls locker room after the soccer game.

He always imaging what its like, to be the girls locket room. Allot of guys did?
Then a flash of light was in the sky, most didn't see it, but he did.
What happen next, as game finished and the girls enter the locker room.
Things started to swirl around, as his vision clear, he was standing in the middle of the girl locker room.
Before he could do anything, he saw himself in a mirror on the wall. Before he could do something, another threw him a towel.
She said good game Melanie.
Melanie she said.
That's, that's how I am. As I looked around nearly all of the girl pulled off off there shirts or pulled to arms and started to wipe them over.
Melanie started to do the same thing. Oh, oh my goodness, I, I feel, feel almost excited doing this.
I, I always thought about it, but doing this to , to myself its, its almost erotic. Now I know what they mean about swamping the boobs.
Oh my, I, have to get out of my uniform, my uniform. Why I think that, I not a girl. Aren't I, I look like a girl, I'm a girls locker with other girls. So I must be a girl. But why do I think I'm not.
As she took off the rest of her clothes and started to shower with the rest of the girl. She stood there a bit longer than average enjoyed the feel the water on her body.
Then with out think she when to her locker and started like self. But there was the nagging feeling that she was someone else.
As she finished dressing a couple of the teammate want to go out for a few drinks.
She was yes, why she didn't know. But she did the longer thought about it. The more she knew she was Melanie. But that odd feeling, and that flash of light did it mean something.
She have to think about it later. Three things are on her mind the next game, getting some drinks, and, maybe a cute boy to play with.