After a bit of arguing back and forth, Jon and Karyn finally decided that each of them would wear their own shirts, and Jon would wear Karyn's pants and panties, since his normal legs seemed to have changed into something more befitting hers.
Once they were dressed, Jon marvelled at how, from the front, it looked like he was Karyn with Jon standing behind her, except he knew that Karyn was actually him.
"Jon?"
"What?"
"I just realized... when we're done, I don't have anything clean to change into."
Jon blushed, and tried to think of how to remedy that situation.
Finally he picked up the stone and, with a bit of thought, he said, "I wish that I had a full wardrobe that fit me just right in every way and that I knew how to wear it."
Suddenly Jon's room filled with several boxes as his closet lost all of its previous pairs of pants, filling with the femenine versions and few dresses and full-body suits suited to his new body.
Karyn looked all this over, and tried indicating something with her head, "Just get something and let's go."
So Jon got a pair of jeans that looked like they must fit Karyn, a shirt that was not simply sleeveless but seemed to actually not even have holes for arms, and with a blush he picked out a bra and panties before getting a random, apparently larger shirt for himself. Carrying all this he made his way to the bathroom, trying not to think about the way Karyn's body felt as it moved with and against his.
His parents had left for work before Karyn had even arrived, and his sister was probably off at school already, not bothering to interrupt... er, perhaps she had, and he hadn't noticed? Just the thought of that made him blush, and then blanch. He'd have to think about that later, though.
In the shower Jon was doing his best to ignore the fact that there was a beautiful girl in the shower with him and thus washed himself first.
Karyn, for her part, was trying to ignore the feeling of being able to feel Jon, the boy she knew she liked, literally inside of her. She knew she was aroused again, especially as Jon didn't seem to bother with keeping her breasts out of the way of the stream of water coming from above. However, she did get annoyed that Jon seemed to be ignoring her rather than serving as her hands by washing her. "Jon! I'm in here too, and I don't exactly have arms, y'know!"
"Ah, right!" Suddenly Jon turned around, eliciting an 'Eep!' of surpise when Karyn found herself swinging around him, her breasts feathering the shower curtain on the way around.
Jon did his level best to wash Karyn without rubbing her too much, but it seemed that no matter what he did Karyn was still getting aroused, leading to him getting aroused, but eventually Jon felt mostly clean, until Karyn turned her head around and whispered to him, her face red with embarrasment.
Yup, he had forgotten probably the most important thing that needed cleaning, Karyn's crotch. And by the time he was done, both of them were embarrassed, and if they hadn't essentially been of one body, they probably would have been tempted to jump one another; as it was, though, Karyn fought off the feelings and Jon was able to keep control of himself long enough to get dressed.
Which was an adventure in itself.
First came the bra, which Jon had no trouble at all with putting around Karyn's torso, clasping her breasts in its embrace. It was a simple white silk bra, which Karyn had no objections to, though the shoulderstaps seemed to have been altered to account for the fact that Karyn didn't seem to have shoulders any longer.
After that came Karyn's shirt, which almost seemed like something of a form-fitting sock as it went on over Karyn's body. It stopped in the back where Karyn's back met his lower abdomen, and reached just a tad farther in the front, meaning there was substantially more fabric in the front to account for the additional coverage needed to cover her breasts.
"At least I have a bra now." That was why she had come over in the first place, after all. It was little consolation, but it would do for the moment.
Trying to ignore the state of his penis Jon pulled up... his panties, and realized that they fit far better than he was really ready to admit.
Next came the jeans, which didn't go on quite so easily as the panties, but once they were on he realized that they hugged his curves quite well, which was a revelation he realized he could have done without.
Finally a shirt for his owh body, which seemed to have been tacked on as an afterthought, and he was all dressed.
With one last look at himself in the mirror, he shook his head, "This is too weird."
Karyn could only nod.
