Jon's mother literally dragged him into the family car. "Come on, honey! You can't spend the rest of your life in those ratty old clothes. It's time for a mother-daughter shopping trip!" The excitement in his mother's voice made him extra angry. He wasn't happy to admit it, but she was right. The thought of a bra became more appealing every minute.
The constant bouncing of the car's suspension aggravated Jon's new skin. After a few minutes, he stretched open the neck of his hoodie and checked to see if he was developing a rash where his seat-belt rubbed against his chest. "These things are way more trouble than they're worth" he whispered to himself under his breath. His mother glanced in the rear-view mirror and giggled at the sight of her daughter looking at her new breasts.
The moment they parked the car, Jon immediately hopped out and shuffled towards the mall entrance. As he moved, he used his arms to hold his breasts as still as possible. He noticed teenagers loitering around the mall doors but he refused to look up at them. Jon hated everything about this trip and he was determined to make it end as quickly as possible.
"Hey, hey, hey. Slow down. There is an entire mall's worth of stores for us to look through" his mother yelled as she chased him into the mall.
"I don't want to look through stores. Lets get the simplest, cheapest clothes we can and get out of here." After his mother didn't respond, Jon quickly looked up to see what she was doing.
"Odd," he thought, "she doesn't look excited at all anymore." Jon's mother wasn't looking at the nearby stores, she was randomly scanning the crowd of teenagers walking past them.
"YES!" his mother yelled. She hopped in place then turned to Jon with an unnaturally wide grin on her face. Before Jon could ask what was happening, his body started to give him some serious clues. His legs shivered beneath his sweatpants and he could see the muscles in his arms slowly firm up. He was becoming taller and more athletic. A moment later, he could feel a light pulling sensation in his scalp as his hair slowly grew longer. Now he definitely needed to learn how to make a ponytail.
He turned to his mother. "You, fucking, jackass! You..."
"JON!" yelled a familiar voice. He turned to see Pete running towards him. Jon winced as Pete pulled him into a tight embrace and squeezed him as hard as he could. "I'm so happy this is finally official!"
"Fuck off!" Jon yelled under his breath as he pushed Pete off of him. Jon didn't want to cause a scene but he genuinely wanted to attack Pete.
"Aww, come here my new favorite boy!" Jon's mother smiled as she hugged Pete. She was so excited she almost lifted him off the ground. "I always thought you two would make a cute couple! You can ask Jon's dad, he'll tell you!"
Pete blushed as he spoke with Jon's mom. Jon continued to seethe in anger as he felt his body reshaping yet again. His breasts slowly expanded underneath his shirt as he watched Pete unsubtly glancing down at his mother's chest.
Jon's mother noticed his changes and let out another joyous laugh. She put her arm around Pete and very intentionally pulled him close to her breasts. "Oooohh! You're going to fit in so well! I feel like I have a brand new son!" She let him go and walked over to Jon. "I liked the cute, nerdy look, but I promise you... you look so amazing with an athletic build! Maybe your father and I can come to watch your field hockey games" she said jokingly. Everything about this situation was like a dream to her. Even the sight of Jon's frustration made her excited. She knew Jon would come around, and when he did, she would have the daughter she always dreamed of. Even before Jon's changes, Zoe felt more like a son to her than Jon did.
Nothing about his was amusing to Jon. He didn't ask for any of this. "Pete. Please" he said through gritted teeth. "I know you're excited, but I'd really, really appreciate it if you kept your interests more... stable. I don't think you understand how uncomfortable this feels." Jon didn't realize it before, but at some point during their exchange, he started to cry. He awkwardly brushed the tears from his face and went back to staring at the ground in embarrassment.
"Oh, Jon. I'm an asshole." Pete hugged Jon again but this time he did his best to hold Jon gently against his chest. This actually made Jon feel somewhat comfortable. After rubbing the rest of his tears onto Pete's chest, Jon looked up to see that his body had changed once again. Pete's face now appeared to tower over his. A quick look down revealed that his body had returned to the state it was in when he left for the mall. "I genuinely think you look cute like that. I didn't mean to change you so aggressively, babe. I got carried away when I saw you and my mind jumped around a little bit. I can't promise you'll stay like this for long, but I'll do my best to savor this look as long as I can."
Pete's little speech was cheesy but it made Jon smile. For a moment, the thought of spending time in Pete's arms became kind of pleasant. Maybe this new arrangement wasn't so bad after all.
