"No, we'd better go," said Jon. "But first, I think I need something." He glanced over to his underwear drawer.
"A bra?" asked Karyn.
"Yeah. Don't get me wrong. I like the feel of them ... moving. But, eventually they're gonna get annoying." He opened his underwear drawer. Half of it was full of bras. His bras. It was really weird to see them there. All of them were plain white bras, nothing feminine about them, besides the fact that they were bras.
He picked one out and held it up in front of him. "How do I put this thing on?"
"Well, first take off your shirt."
"Okay." After he lifted his shirt off over his head, his breasts bounced. It was a very strange, yet enjoyable sensation.
"Okay, now come here."
He walked over to Karyn.
"Turn around. I'll put it on you."
When he turned around, he saw the reflection of himself in his bedroom mirror. Everything about his body looked completely normal, except for the C-cup breasts on his chest.
Karyn put the bra on Jon, then told him to put his shirt back on.
"How does it feel?" she asked him.
"Better. They're not as ... loose." Jon glanced up at the clock. "Oh man. We're goona be late. Come on, let's go."
They grabbed their backpacks and left Jon's house.
