The clone released it's grip from Jon and covered up its chest in shock. An unusual reaction since only the nipples and areolas on its firm pecs seemed girly.
"are you ok?" Jon asked, starting to feel concerned.
"I... I just got to get dressed." The clone said and it left Jon's room to his moms room.
The clone pulled out a few of his moms dresses and looked at them. "I remember wearing these but they are not my style." It rummaged more and pulled out a more plain blouse and pair of woman's jeans. "These are more like it, but I wish I had something sexier."
Jon could understand what she was going through, her mom part was using its memories but emotionally the Karyn and Biff parts would drift more manly. But the Tiffany part would want more sexy, the mom more feminine.
The clone slipped on a pair of panties, they were tight on its muscular butt and revealed the large bulge in its crotch. Next it slipped on the bra and strained to get the bra strap across its broad back. The strap finally fastened but the empty cups hung down much to its embarrassment.
"It doesn't fit" the clone said. "But I can't go out without a bra."
Finally it struggled into the light blue blouse and the womans jeans, neither of which were made for a manly body.
