As the stone flashed Jon felt his clothing change.
When he could see again, he examined his clothes, looking in the mirror he saw what he was wearing.
"Ah much better," he thought.
Now he was wearing, a short denim mini-skirt, his legs were shaved and on his feet were black 3.5 inch heels, he could feel that between his legs his penis was securly hidden between his legs and his balls were pushed up into his body, and he was wearing a thong. Higher up, he saw that his naval was pierced, and now he wore a tiny tank top, that showed a generous amount of his fake cleavage, which was now instead of a stuffed bra, a pair of incredibly realistic silicone breast forms, and he wasn't even wearing a bra, the fake nipples could be seen through his tank top. His Face was madeup, in light pink glittery lipstick, baby blue eyeshadow and false eyelashes. looking down at his hands, he wore a few bracelets, and his nails were expertly manicured with half inch french tips.
The best part was he didn't look like a drag queen like he'd expect, he looked like a beautiful girl, and so would all the other men in town, he wondered about the women.
