Might as well.

“Oh this is all so weird.” You say looking around. “No way I’m just walking around naked.” You decide and start grabbing clothes. You start with the sandals, they lace up all the way to the thighs and have the little straps on top that kinda make them look like fence net stockings. Sitting down on the edge of the rock, you lace them up and see the tops have hooks for the daggers so you clip these on as well. Next you pick up the tiny thong, slide it up and decide it feels great on your little cock, the strap up the ass even feels right somehow. Next you carefully step into the little tiny skirt dress, and pull it up over your new little body. It is held up only by the tie around the neck, there are several places where you could adjust the length of various ties to fit to someone larger or smaller or to get the breasts covered just right, but it seems that he already did that for you as it fits perfectly. Dressed you look down at yourself you can't help but think that if anyone sees you they will simply think you are a rather small breasted girl. There is no evidence of your cock at all, and you are really very sexy. “So weird. I wasn't ever this feminine was I?”

Dressed you pull on the backpack, shoulder the quiver, and finally pull the bow across your body. The bow is kind of snug but once you arrange everything it all fits into place quite nicely. “There, all ready for travel.” You take one last look around sure you have forgotten something, then make your way back to the stream. Taking a moment to fill the water skin you then look left and right. “Fuck, did he say up stream or down stream?” You ask yourself a little frightened.