The bus finally left , Jon didn't paid much attention to was outside, instead he watched as his breasts jiggled and bounced during a drive, the boy next to Jon, much to Jon's discomfort was looking at his breasts too. He crossed his arms over to give them some cover. He gasped, his arms looked like in that painting. Jon looked at his hands as they started to tingle. He watched with a strange fascination as his hands morhped into a hands of a dainty young woman, with long ,slim fingers. Next his shoulders shrunk to became a that of a woman.
The bus stopped and a drived shouted
"Its your stop Madison."
Jon got up walked to the exit, all guys in the bus was staring at him. When he got out from bus he stood in front of a small house. It was painted pink and windows were yellow. He entered his house. It had a bedroom, small living room, kitchen and bathroom . It seemed that there also was an attic.
Jon checked his bedroom. When he opened his wardrobe, he sighed with relief. It was full of clothes, more or less feminine but al least more normal. He quickly took of his fetish shoes, skirt and thong. He even untapered his penis. Next he put on a pair of black panties, long white velvet skirt that reached alomost to his ankles and slid a pantyhose up his legs. Next he took of that piece of cloth from his bouncing breasts and sild them into a cups of a plain cotton bra. Next he could put on the plain white T-shirt, but he had a feeling that this black blouse with a "Look But Not Touch" in a sparkly print on front would be much better. His now female shoulders were making breast look even larger.
"Its much more comfortable." Jon said to himself and kicked the pair of fetish shoes. But what now?
