"Hey look, someone is lucky this morning. Two in a row." Jon's father walked across the room and handed Jon another box. Jon's mind was still preoccupied by the thought of using his new dildo but he was happy to open another present. As he opened it, he noted long strands of jet black hair partially obscuring his vision. Inside the box was a death metal band shirt, clearly intended for Zoe. Jon pulled off his school shirt and pulled his new T-shirt over a lacy black bra that wasn't there a minute before. The shirt perfectly fit Jon's now petite chest.
"No fair!" Zoe exclaimed. She crossed her arms and pouted.
"Deal with it, bitch!" Jon exclaimed.
"Hey, don't talk to your sister that way! I swear, the two of you will be the death of me." Jon's father sighed and returned to the Christmas tree.
