Jon walked beside his mother through the mall, Jon noticed all the people he walked past most noticed, and the rest either didn't say anything or were oblivious, the people that did, he could hear them saying to their friends, whispering things about him. He felt so embarrassed, so exposed and these clothes weren't even that feminine.
The first place his mother brought him was to a shoe store, it was the only thing not girly he was wearing, his black and white tennis shoes, She made him look through the girls section, and worse get his sized checked by one of the associates, and he had to tell them to check what he was in Woman's sizes, then his Mom gave him a choice, of tennis shoes, out of her choices, they all had some feminine flair, so he chose and had to wear them from now on.
Next she brought him to a clothing boutique which had anything from underwear to outer clothing, Mom made him approach one of the salesladies their and ask, if they would measure him for a bra, She awkardly agreed in which she brought him to a changing room, asked him to remove his shirt, saw that he was wearing a bra.
"If you already have a bra, why do you need to get measured?"
"For today I'm borrowing from my Mom, but I need my own from now on." he wasn't allowed to tell that this wasn't his choice so he kept it vague.
"oooookay," and she wrapped the tape around his chest. She found that he was a 38AA.
Back on the floor she showed him where the training bras were and his Mother Bought one and then a few 38Cs as well for when he develops
He changed into the training bra, which was a little more comfortable because his Mom's was too tight.
His Mom then went through racks of clothes and allowed him the illusion of his own choices, asking which he liked better.
She handed him about 5 pounds of clothing, and he brought it into the changing room, near his bra fitting, just before he closed the door, he heard a voice say
"Jon?!?!"
