Jon gasped in relief when Karyn finally loosened the last of the bindings, freeing him from that blasted corset and leaving him standing in her bedroom in nothing but his panties and stockings. He looked at himself in Karyn's full-length mirror, turning to the side a moment later and looking critically at his profile. He blushed again when Karyn broke out laughing at how "girly" he was acting. Even though she didn't say it, he knew. Still...
"It's till too small," he said with what could almost be called a pout, referring to his waist.
And sure enough, it remained "stuck" at a girlish twenty inches or so. In fact, Jon and Karyn were both surprised at just how girlish Jon looked. All those little changes had added up to a very pretty picture, and in less than two hours! Jon fidgeted, hips wriggling while he tried to keep his groin covered with his hands. Since he had a lot less to hide in that department, it was humiliatingly easy. It was also a little worrying that he even felt the urge, much less acted on it.
"Awww, is it really? Do you want me to kiss it and make it better?" Karyn teased.
Sitting on the edge of her bed, she leaned forward with her feet straight out in front of her and puckered her lips.
"Karyn, I'm serious! I don't know why I'm still changing, but this shouldn't be happening! I shouldn't be changing at all, and nobody but you should be able to change me," he said, the bottled up tirade spilling out in a gush.
Karyn waited till he was through, then patted him on the head and ruffled his cute pink hair.
"Oh, relax! It isn't the end of the world. Just stop kissing people you don't know," she suggested helpfully.
Then she shrugged and gave him a kiss as soon as he started to continue his protests.
Jon's "Eep!" of surprise was swallowed by the kiss. He looked so funny, his hands fluttering uselessly at his sides, wanting to stop her but not. Then she felt him jump as his hips and tush filled out and his panties were left with only one way to go. Combined with the taper of his waspish little waist, those hips flared out dramatically, adding eye-popping curves to his lower body that are only accentuated by the jiggling, padded cheeks of his rump.
"Now go take a shower while I pick out something for you to wear home. Or we could just try to magic you up something to wear," she said, giving his peach-shaped derriere a playful swat to shivvy him along.
