"Better get ready for school then" Jon thought, hanging up the bathrobe on the back of his bedroom door and making his way to the bathroom.
"I'm dropping Mikey off" Linda called up the stairs, seeing Jon leave his bedroom. "And Jon, make sure your sister actually goes to school"
"Okay mom" Jon answered, stepping into the bathroom, hearing the front door shut.
Going through his morning routine, brushing his teeth and tidying his hair, he had the urge to go to the toilet.
Standing by the toilet and pulling down the waistband of his boxers the realisation struck him, he'd be spending the next month sitting to pee.
Sitting down and going about his business, he cringed at the warm mist that sprayed onto his legs. Finishing up he grabbed a handful of toilet paper and wiped his nether region dry.
Then a thought occurred to him, "If I'm stuck like this for a month then I'm going to have to deal with a period" he recoiled. "I'll deal with that when it happens"
Standing up and pulling his underpants back into place he returned to his bedroom. Removing his vest he flung it over his chair, then went about finding clothes to wear.
Looking down at the two perky boobs hanging from his chest, he reasoned he'd probably need a bra now. Luckily he quickly found a drawer full of them.
They were all pretty basic, Jon had fully expected there to be a bunch of lacy, frilly, pink things. But they were just basic soft fabric, in similar colours to his underpants, and with the designer's logo printed along the rear straps.
Picking out a grey bra that matched his boxers, he fumbled for a few moments trying to clip it on and get it comfortable.
The relief from the tug of his boobs was instantly noticeable, though the tightness was something that would take some getting used to.
Grabbing a pair of jeans he quickly slipped into them, feeling the help from his bra when he leant forward.
Buttoning the waistband and closing his fly, he saw that the front of his jeans had changed to be flat at the front, obviously because they no longer needed to hold anything there.
Putting on a pair of his socks, Jon went to pick out a shirt. His usual collection of gaming tees were still there, though half of them now appeared to have v-neck collars.
Picking out his favourite black Legend of Zelda tee, he threw it on, pulling it down over his boobs which were framed by the slightly tighter than usual cut the shirt now had.
Grabbing his backpack and stuffing his cellphone into his pocket, Jon made his way downstairs. Slipping into his scuffed up trainers and grabbing his set of keys, he called into the house.
"ZOE!"
But he got no reply.
"Zoe you better not still be here!" he yelled, again with no reply.
"Guess she already left" Jon shrugged, leaving the house, locking the front door behind himself.
