Jon now stood, stareing in a mirror looking at himself. His feet were in kneesocks, and his legs were smooth and feminine. He wore Karens pleated plaid skirt and her blouse with a stiped tie. His arms were feminine and his hads were as well. Each of his girlish fingers ended in pink nails. His face was made up, with pink lip gloss, and light blush. His eyes were striking with their dark outlines and long lashes. His long hair was pulled into two firery red pigtails. Jon ran his hands over his body for a few long minutes then turned to look at Karen with puppy dog eyes.
"Karen, I can't belive how great I feel... you've made me almost complete... almost..." Jon said as Karen looked at him a bit confused.
"Almost?" Karen asked.
"Yeah." Jon said shyly. "Could you um..." Jon gestured at his chest which made Karen smile.
"If you say so, Princess." Karen giggled. "I wish that for the extent of the time that Jon was dressed as a girl he would have firm, natural C-cup Breasts."
The feeling of change flowed all around them and then Jon looked back down at himself and then jumped up and down giddily as he cupped his new Breasts. Karen had never seen Jon so happy in all her life.
