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“Alright, and the survey says that we are going to put him in the proper uniform. Tis only fitting that we make sure that Ichigo is wearing the appropriate attire. How else will he be a proper example of a modern student?”

It earned a few small chuckles from the audience.

Ichigo looked around, wondering why everyone was looking at him in awe. His face twitched into on of discomfort. It was different and the looks of awe made him feel as if he was some side show for them. Suddenly his clothes felt off as if there was something crawling around inside of them.

“What’s up with my clothes?” Ichigo said as he pulled on his clothes.

The pants Ichigo wore merged and formed into a small skirt that reached his mid-thighs. The sneakers that Ichigo wore changed into the girl’s uniform loafers that seemed to small for his masculine feet. The black socks that Ichigo wore trailed up his body and became long black socks that ended just under his knees. Even his underwear had morphed into a pair of panties that tightly hugged his lower body. He yelped as something wrapped around his chest.

“What the hell?” Ichigo screamed as he pushed down on the top of the skirt. “Am I wearing a bra? What the fuck happened to my clothes? Is a Hollow or Shinigami messing with me?”

The young man looked around, trying to see if there was someone else on the supernatural side of the world who was messing with him. It would make sense with how nobody seemed to be freaking out and all.

“Isn’t his embarrassment cute. Now that our boy seems to notice why don’t we make this situation a little more amusing for you all, my wonderful watchers. Shall we change his gender change in quick swoop, or shall we draw it out, and have some fun while we explore his new world,” Warden asked as two options appeared on it.

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