"Karen, do you mind if I get out of this uniform? I don't really like wearing the skirt." you ask hesitantly.
"Yeah, jeans are in the dresser and tee shirts are in the closet." she says, already cheering up a little.
You walk over to the dresser and pull open the first drawer, it's panties and bras. You shut it and pull open the next one, socks. You shut that one and open the last one, there are the jeans. You pull out the pair on top and carry them into the closet, shut the door, and lock it.
"Don't do anything except change clothes." you can Karen say through the door.
"I won't!" you reply as you unbutton the shirt and take it off. You pull a black Beatles shirt off the hangar and slip it on. "Her favorite band." you remember and pull down the skirt to reveal a pair of white cotton panties. "At least those aren't pink." you say, seeing how weird it is not to see a bulge in the underwear, like you're used to. You pull up the jeans and fasten the buttons together and walk out of the closet.
Karen is lying on the bed looking at the ceiling and you walk over and sit next to her.
"You okay?" you ask.
"Not really, but I'm getting better. Thanks for being here with me." She says as she looks into your eyes.
"Like I could leave, you're in my body." you joke and she giggles a little. "Wow, I don't think I've ever heard myself giggle." you tell her and start tickling her, trying to cheer her up.
After the tickle-war she sits up and hugs you.
"You're such a great guy, Jake. Thanks for being my friend." she says and hugs you again, this time she keeps a hold on you and lays her head on your shoulder.
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