The visit to the hair salon was uneventful, but took a lot longer than George was used to. The longest he had ever spent on his hair as a guy was 30 minutes and that was only because the barber was an old man who wouldn't stop talking long enough to cut his hair. This took two and a half hours, it would have taken even longer if he had decided to get his hair cut, but he liked the way he looked, and Sarah agreed. Looking at his new look in the mirror he found his new body even more sexy. The blonde hair was hot, there was no doubt about that, but it made him look like more cute than hot. With black hair, he looked unbelievably sexy, he couldn't believe the image in the mirror was him and just wanted to get back home so he could have his way with himself.
Once back in the car, George realized he hadn't eaten all day. "Hey Sarah, before we go shopping can we stop somewhere to eat? I'm starving."
"Sure, now that you mention it I could use something to eat too."
She pulled into the nearest McDonald's and drove up to the drive thru window.
"Do you want to split a number 1?" She asked.
"Split a value meal? Are you serious? That's not enough for one person", George replied, still in the frame of mind of the large guy he used to be.
Sarah looked like she was about to protest but just smiled and said, "ok".
When they had their food Sarah pulled into a parking spot and they proceeded to eat.
George was thrilled to have so much room in the passenger's seat. Normally he had to rest everything on his stomach, now he actually able to put the bag on the seat next to him. He picked up his supersized soda, nearly spilling it as he tried to use one hand but quickly able to catch it, he was amazed at how much faster his reflexes were in this body but a little worried that the cup was noticeably heavier to him now. He started to eat the fries first, just grabbing a handful and popping them in, like always, but he started to feel full after barely eating a third of the container. "Wow, these fries are filling today", he said unaware of the actual reason he was getting full faster. Sarah just ate in silence, waiting to see how long it would take him to catch on. He unwrapped the Big Mac and attempted to take a bit but it was too big for his smaller mouth and he had to flatten it down to make it fit. Again, he only got a few bites in before he felt full. Still not realizing why, he took another huge sip and said,
"Well, that's it for me", looking at what he had left and seeing more than half the meal remaining.
"Are you sure? You at so much", Sarah teased.
"Very funny", he shot back, "Now I see why you wanted to share. I'm a freaking lightweight eater now. I could have filled up on a kids meal. Wow, imagine the money I could save"
Suddenly, he had the strongest urge to pee he had ever had in his whole life. And worse, there was nothing to pinch to keep it in.
"I gotta pee, bad!" he said as he opened the door and ran into the McDonald's.
Sarah couldn't contain herself and burst out laughing as she watched him run as fast as he could in the oversized shoes, which she had to admit was pretty damn fast. Whoever this girl was whose body he had, she sure was fast.
Once inside the store, he saw the bathroom signs and ran to where they were. There he was greeted by the last thing he needed; a women's restroom line. There were only two in front of him and he managed to hold on but it felt like an eternity before his turn came. Once inside he dropped his pants and stood in front of the toilet before realizing two things; one, the toilet was too high for him to pee standing up, and two, he had nothing to pee standing up with. He quickly turned around and sat down, letting it all come out. It came out a lot faster and in a wider stream (more of a waterfall than a firehose) than he was used to and he was nervous at first but it was soon over. He wiped himself (he had heard girls talking about that before and knew it was necessary) and went to the sink to wash his hands. While there he decided to take a quick peek at his goods. Making sure the door was locked, he pulled his shirt off, revealing nice firm, good sized breasts. He just stared for moment or two before cupping them in his hands and tweaking his nipples. This sent a wave of pleasure running down his spine so he did it again, this time softer and more deliberate. It felt even better. The pleasure from what he was feeling combined with the show he had in front of him caused him to lose it. He let out a shriek of pleasure that startled even him with the high pitch. Unfortunately for him, it was also heard by the women in the line behind him and one of them started pounding on the door. "Hey, play time's over. Other people need to use the bathroom too" He quickly pulled his shirt back on, checked to make sure he was decent, and very embarrased, opened the door.
He was greeted by a tall (probably 5'5, but to him she seemed like a giant) older woman who looked at him and said, "You should be ashamed of yourself" before going in and locking the door behind herself. He noticed the line was longer now, about 5 women and he just wanted to get out of there. He was grateful no one knew who he was, he would never live this down if they did. Keeping his head down, he hurried out of there. As he passed the last person he heard a familiar voice call out,
"Hey! You! Come here!"
Hoping it was for someone else he just kept going, walking faster this time. The voice called out again and he could hear a seat scrape the floor as someone rushed to get up. He broke out into a run but his follower was already running and had him by the shoulder before he got very far. She turned him to face her, and he looked up, expecting to see someone taller than him (everyone was now) but seeing no one, he readjusted his view downwared until he was looking right in the eye of a woman exactly his height, his twin. Everyone had been watching, thinking a fight was going to happen but when they saw the two diminutive girls they just assumed they were twin sisters and turned away. A few of the guys looked on, thinking about what they'd like to do to those two hot chicks and hoping against hope they would kiss but even they lost interest and went back to what they were doing.
George was dumfounded and couldn't talk. The woman took him by the hand and led him over to her table, where she had a mostly eaten Happy Meal and a laptop. "Have a seat", she said to him. When he stood there, she repeated, this time more firm, "Sit down!" He complied and when he was seated, she turned the laptop to face him. On the screen was the medallion, looking at him with a look of desperation, she asked, "Where is it? Please tell me you still have it."
