Jon slept heavily, he dreamed vividly, he was at a runway, in the backroom, he saw women all around him in various outfits and stages of dress, he noticed that he wasn't in his body when he saw himself among all the women, it was his original body, 100% male, sitting at a makeup table, doing his makeup.
Jon the disembodied self, watched women getting dressed and walking out onto the runway. His body, finished with his makeup. got up, only dressed in a black bra and panties, he had expensive looking breast forms in.
Jon's body got a black evening gown from a rack and put it on, along with some heels, minced, swaying his waist as he walked down the runway, the worst part was, that apart from the breasts and clothing He looked like a boy, the photographers and the rest of the audience, were either laughing or jeering. but it didn't seem to affect him. Jon's body turned and minced back.
Back in the backroom, Jon removed his dress and changed into a pink mini-dress, and pink stilettos. This went on for some time, until after walking down the runway Jon's body morphed into that of a beautiful woman, the crowd stopped jeering, stunned by her beauty.
Jon woke up in a sweat, quickly noticing that the underwear he had gone to bed wearing a yellow bra and panties had transformed into a sexy yellow negligee, he noticed that his alarm clock was beeping and it was 8:00 in the morning, he found a green notebook lying on the table next to him. all it said was 9 o'clock gave him a bus number and an address, he had to hurry he jumped out of bed, and got some breakfast, then got dressed in a plain denim knee length skirt, and a tight white T-shirt, though he couldn't seem to go without a bra, even though at this time he didn't have any breasts. he slipped on some white flats.
He just got the bus station by 8:45, remembering at the last moment to grab the purse by the door, he figured he would need it. As the bus was boarding, people were putting change in to pay, Jon searched through the purse and found no change, but he had to take this bus.
When he got up to the driver, he told him.
"I'm so sorry but I don't have any change." he said sweetly, decided a little flirting was in order, though he didn't like resorting to it.
"well I can't let you on without reimbursement, how about I let you ride as long as you, strip to just your panties and your bra"
"umm I don't think that I..."
"It's that or you walk wherever you're headed"
He had no choice, Jon pulled off his white T-shirt, and pulled down his skirt, luckily his penis, as securely hidden between his legs, and his panties were quite conservative.
The passengers made fun of him for having no breasts, and he actually felt bad about it, he knew he shouldn't, but for some reason he was embarrassed of his flat chest, at that moment he just wanted breasts so the passengers would stop laughing.
And the craziest thing happened, before his eyes he sprouted breasts, large ones D's if he had to guess, though the other bus passengers didn't even seem to notice.
Jon put his skirt and Shirt in his purse and sat in the front-most seat.
It was almost nine when the bus stopped near the address, he was given, he got off, and standing in the middle of the sidewalk put his clothes back on, he found the house, and rung the doorbell.
