Head to the changing rooms

You head down the hallway, into the changing rooms. There's a bored-looking girl with a long blond ponytail and a face full of freckles in there who helps give you some light stage make-up. She has a pair of small, nicely sized tits, about the size of two apples, and her bum is large and sways with each step she takes towards you. You wonder if you have time to put the charms on her, but she's off as soon as you have time to think seriously about the idea, yours being her last face to paint.

You find your costume laid out for you, a red vest with a pair of long, white pants, coloured to look slightly sandy. You look around the room, noticing two stalls covered with a red, velvet-like curtain. It's probably the area you're supposed to change in, but you note that the room is empty, and decide to just get dressed out in the open after shutting the door, to need to waste time when the play's about to start.

You get changed quickly, leaving your clothes in a pile in the corner of the room. Admittedly, you're a bit surprised no one walked in on you changing. This school almost seems to supernaturally get you drawn into sexy situations.

Suddenly, you hear a noise behind the curtain, rustling.

"Hello?" you ask.

There's a brief pause, before a voice answers you back.

"I'm stuck!"

Looking to see if you can help, you pull the curtain open to see who's there.