"I wish Jon fits in at work. Being a boy in a job that is normally done by a girl can be tough, especially on the young male ego. I just wish Jon looked and acted more female and no one thought anything odd about him working there."
At the beauty shop, Jon was in the back room getting ready to change into the outfit he was to wear for work. Suddenly Jon shuttered as if something happened to him. For a moment it felt as if the whole world turned upside down, then it was normally again.
Jon looked at the clothes he had picked up to get dressed in. 'Why did I pick up these clothes?' He thought to himself. 'They are way to big for me.'
Jon who had been a fairly normal teenage boy, standing a bit under six feet and weighing a bit over 160 pounds, now found nothing odd about now being not quiet five foot, five inches tall and weighing less than 120 pounds; just about normal for a girl his age.
He laid aside the clothes he had picked up and started to get dressed in the other clothes in the back room. Before he got started, someone knocked on the door.
"Yes." Jon said.
"It is me." Shane said. "I have something for you to wear under your uniform." She said opening the door and handing Jon a package panties and a bra.
"Thank you Shane." Jon said, not knowing why he should be thankful to Shane.
"You are welcome." Shane said, then added. "You should try to speak more you did yesterday on the phone."
"I will, Miss Shane." Jon said, his voice tone and pitch now sounding very much like a girl his age.
Jon quickly dressed in the new panties and bra before pulling on the white stretch pants and shoes. Before putting on the top, Jon noticed a box containing glue on breasts for women who had had a mastectomy. Not knowing why, Jon glued the breasts onto his chest, filling his chest out enough to fill the C-cups of the bra he was wearing.
Jon now put on the top which looked a lot like a short, low cut dress. Dressed, Jon examined himself in the full length mirror. Deciding that the clothes looked fine, Jon reached into a purse that was there, taking out some lipstick and mascara. Several minutes later, Jon, now looking just like a girl his age, went out to start his first full day on the job.
Shane was pleased as Jon came out. She had known that Jon would make a believable girl, but even she didn't think that he would make that pretty of a girl.
Enjoying the feeling of power she had over Jon, Shane reached into the drawer behind the counter and pulled out the name tags there. Looking through them, she decided on one and called Jon over.
"Jon. We all wear name tags at work. Since we don't have one for you yet, I think it would be best if you wore this one." Shane said, pinning the name tag on Jon top.
The name on the tag was 'Judy'. "I think for now you should answer to the name Judy. Don't you agree, Judy?"
Jon, didn't want to answer to a girl's name. Yet it somehow sounded right. "I think that is a really nice idea." The new Judy said.
Shane added, "Remember that for now you need to make sure that everyone thinks of you as a girl. Can you do that Judy?"
Judy started to say something, then his eyes glazed over for a moment. She then shook her head and wondered why Miss Shane would say something so strange. Why won't everyone think of her as a girl, she was a girl after all.
"Yes, Ma'am." She said before moving to the front counter.
None of them could remember when a day had been so busy. Every opening was booked and Judy was kept busy washing hair, taking appointments, and collecting money from satisfied customers.
