Sally quickly gave Mikey a dress; one of the ones he'd avoided before, the sparkly black dinner dress. It was pulled over Jon's head and fit perfectly, disconcertingly. He looked down to see a valley of cleavage encased by rough black fabric which rubbed against his featureless breasts and hugged his featureless ass and crotch tightly. Mikey placed plastic shoes on his tiny feet, heels which made it difficult to stay standing, and to walk he had to swing his hips.
"Can I take him to Annie's house when Mommy takes me over there? I promise I won't lose him..." Sally pleaded with Mikey, and he appeared to be considering it for all of a second before nodding. "We're gonna have so much fun, little Sally! Annie has lots of other dolls for you to play with, but I bet none of them are her big brother!" She grinned, clearly proud of him.
"Are you sure? What if you forget him? I do not want you losing your brother again. Little Annie has enough dolls, she doesn't need Jon." Mom warned Sally, who just nodded. "I won't forget him, Mommy, promise. He's my prettiest doll and I won't lose him again. Can we go, please?"
So Jon sat in Sally's hands, playing with his hair and readjusting himself in the dress, thankful he hadn't yet had to walk anywhere. "Are you okay with this, Jon? It's so good of you to be playing with your sister like this." Jon looked up at their mom, and replied in a surprising voice; high, feminine and breathy. "I'm okay, Mom. I love this sexy dress." Which wasn't what he'd wanted to say. What he wanted to say was, "No! Help me, please tell Mikey to change me back!"
This happened similarly to how "Let's go back home!" was changed to "I hope we get there soon, I want to show off to Annie." Mom answered, "Well, lucky you. Here we are." Sally jumped out of the car holding Jon proudly, and Jon's screams of "No!" came out as "Yay!"
