Jon was so excited. He was set to head to the Halloween party with his best friend Karyn, and he had the perfect costume. Ever since Karyn had dropped him off at home, he'd been sitting in his room in his costume, running his hands up and down the bodice, enjoying the feeling of the choker, showing off his body as he posed in his mirror.
It was just so perfect.
Sure, thanks to Karyn's wording earlier that day, he could remember that she had used the truth bracelet to give him his C cup breasts, but the rest was natural, he was sure of that. His smooth legs, his waspish waist, his narrow shoulders, his dainty feet, they were all his. Even his tight vagina, which was positively dripping with excitement over his perfect costume, he knew without a doubt that it was completely normal.
Jon adjusted the tiara and blew himself a kiss. A guy could go his whole life and not find a costume as perfect as this one. Karyn had been absolutely right to point out it's perfection. He was glad to have such a good friend as Karyn, one that spent time doing the things he loved to do; he didn't have many friends that liked to go lingerie shopping, nor costume shopping, like Karyn did.
A quick glance at his phone told Jon that dinner would be happening soon. He needed to change out of his costume to keep it clean for the party. His heart sank at the thought of being without it, but knew it would only be fore a while. Karyn would return after dinner and they would head straight for the party. It would be amazing. All Jon could think about was how people wouldn't be able to take their eyes off of him the whole night. People would know perfection when they saw it.
The costume off, neatly laid on his bed, Jon donned a simple black skirt and white blouse, clothes he'd often worn around the house. He knew, due to Karyn telling him, that his breasts hadn't always filled the blouse out as it did now, but if he was going to be honest with himself, he didn't mind. A blouse was made for boobs. He'd feel naked without them.
"Dinner!" his father called from downstairs.
"I'll be right down!" Jon replied, pulling up his pantie-hose. A cursory look in the mirror told him that he was stunning. Sure, it wasn't the perfection of the costume, but it was more than good enough. Besides, his reunion with his Wonder Woman costume was only couple of hours away.
