At last

Finally, after what seemed like an age of walking around with her non existent tits out, the worker left, and Rachel ran back to the dresses, selecting the first one she saw, a short red sundress. At this point Rachel didn’t care about the colour or design, only caring that it covered her chest and made her look like the woman she was, rather than the man everyone thought she was.

She headed for the changing room, receiving a compliment on the way for her muscles from someone who thought she was a man. Reaching the privacy of a cubicle, she pulled the curtain closed and stripped off the little clothes she had on.

Standing in the changing room naked, she looked at her body in the mirror and admired the muscles that had her in this mess, before pulling the red dress on. It wasn’t incredible, but it mostly covered everything. Rachel suspected even a light breeze would reveal her womanhood and toned ass to anyone looking, but it was better than nothing.