Jon's mom was stunned by his name calling.
How dare he call me a freak she thought to herself. In the few seconds it took her to calm down she noticed Jon was gone. She turned around to look for him and caught her reflection in a nearby shop window.
She thought she looked good. She became distracted somewhat by her new look. Her new outfit and hairstyle made her feel a lot happier about herself. She looked at her fingers and her new pink fingernail extensions. She knew she was going to have fun with those later. Since the accident she had been full of energy and vigour like she had never felt before. Nothing like having a young man's body for making a woman feel good she thought with a grin growing on her face.
She looked back at the reflection. Jon should have shown her more respect. His body had cost her a lot of money. Making it look good was expensive. Lucky for him his feet weren't any bigger, otherwise she'd have had to specially order new heels rather than get them off the shelf.
If anyone should be considered the freak it should be Jon she thought. Running around in her body, dressing it up in his male clothes. Flattening her nice breasts.
Her attention returned to the reflection. She couldn't keep her eyes off herself. She felt a rather unfeminine movement in her new underwear. She glanced downwards and saw a small tent begin to form in her skirt as her penis came to life. I'm turning myself on she thought as she let out a little giggle.
A few passer-bys glanced in her direction after her small outburst. She was embarrassed slightly by their glances. She walked away quickly before she really embarrassed herself with her growing erection.
After calming a little, Jon wandered around, outside the mall. He noticed his chest was sore after running wildly and gained a little appreciation on why women wore bras. He thought about what he would do. He considered talking to his mom again then maybe getting home, finding the rock and fixing this particular mess.
He shambled into the car park and spotted his mom. She was walking quickly across the car park, arms full of shopping bags. It looked like she was heading home and Jon knew he couldn't make it to her car before she left. Especially now his breasts were so sore.
He stood silently watching her get inside the car. He sighed as he knew he'd have to walk all the way back home. She didn't start the car straight away, his curiosity grew as he waited for her to drive off. Minutes passed. Maybe she was waiting for him?
Should he go to the car or just walk home?
