Kim hurried down the street. The beauty salon was only about a ten minute walk away, plus he was enjoying noticing the people's reactions when he walked by. Everyone, men and women, were checking him out. Some he could tell were turned on by him, some of the women he could tell were jealous. Then he noticed that some people were looking at his legs funny. Then he realized that since he still had his own legs, they didn't look quite right with his new ass and hips, they were pale and had hair on them, and it was quite noticeable in the capris he was wearing. He new what he should do.
"I wish my legs and feet looked exactly like the original Kim Kardashian's, and that I was wearing a pair of black designer heels."
There was a flash and Kim looked down. He now looked exactly like Kim Kardashian from the waist down, except for the small bulge in his crotch, which he decided he'd keep, at least for the time being.
He smiled and kept walking, the clack of his heels echoing in the street, working on his feminine strut. He walked another block when he heard a voice behind him call out.
"Jon---er, Kim! Wait up!" Karyn called as she ran up to him. "Damn, boy!" she said, eying him. "You got some fries to go with that shake?" Jon knew she was joking, but could tell that she was at least a little turned on by his new look.
"So you actually went through with the name change, huh?" she asked. "It does makes sense, you always did look like her, at least from the waist down."
That's right, remembered Jon, everyone always remembered him as looking the way he did now.
"Yep, heading to the salon now. Wanna tag along?"
Karyn nodded, and the two walked the rest of the way. As they were entering the door of the salon, however, someone slapped Jon's ass. Jon looked up and saw that it was...
