Jon could feel his body shifting back and forth while Pete sorted through clothing behind him. Jon pulled his now-deformed shirt over his head and slid his sweatpants down his legs. He knew Pete was probably staring at his bare ass but if what the storeworker said is true, letting Pete look at him might keep his form stable in the future. That said, Jon couldn't help but wonder if the slight shivering feeling in his ass was caused by the clothing in Pete's hands or some lecherous thoughts brought on by his new view.
"Here," Pete said as he tapped Jon on the shoulder. With an arm around his breasts, Jon turned to Pete and grabbed the clothing with his free hand. He turned back away from Pete and looked through the clothes he selected. Thankfully, Pete truly was a good guy. Jon ran his arms through the loops of a simple, navy C-cup bra and awkwardly asked Pete for help with the clasp. Sure enough, his breasts slowly expanded to fit comfortably in the bra's cups. Next, Jon grabbed a simple cotton shirt and pulled it over his head. The shirt fit snuggly but it was loose enough to be comfortable and the neckline was similar to that of a men's shirt. After realizing that he was still standing bare-assed, Jon quickly slid a pair of navy panties up his legs, then followed them with a pair of gray sweatpants. Jon's new pants felt like they were designed to caress his legs and ass, but they were plain enough to look natural. Jon preferred his old clothes but after seeing the other options on the floor he was more than happy to be wearing something generally unprovocative.
Jon turned back to Pete and gave him a light hug. "Thank you," he said meekly. Next to Pete was a floor to ceiling mirror and the reflection of a stunningly cute girl. Jon approached the mirror and started to admire his changes. He was still shorter than normal but he had grown accustomed to this fact since this morning. His clothes were form-fitting but not tight and they felt smooth against his skin as he paced from side to side. Beneath his clothes, Jon now sported a set of perky B-cup breasts, long brunette hair and pale skin. Jon caught Pete smiling as he turned to the side to admire the profile of his new chest.
"You did good Pete. Let's get the fuck out of here before my mother starts to throw extremely girly shit in here." Jon continued to stare at the reflection of his breasts as he spoke.
Pete chuckled at Jon then wrapped his arms around his back and thighs. Before Jon knew what was happening, Pete literally swept him off his feet and carried him in his arms. "Hey look, someone girly!" Looking back up at Pete caused Jon's heart to skip a beat. Feeling awkward, Jon squirmed his way out of Pete's arms then pulled himself closely to Pete's chest.
"I don't think I like this but I need to give it a shot," Jon said with his face pressed firmly against Pete's chest.
"Wha..." Pete was cut off as Jon hopped to the balls of his feet and placed his lips firmly against Pete's. Pete wrapped his arms around Jon and held him tightly as they continued to kiss. When Pete opened his eyes, he noticed that Jon's face was now several inches closer to his than it was before.
"That one was all me," Jon said with a laugh as he stepped away from Pete and started to collect the excess clothes off the floor. Pete looked into the mirror to see that Jon didn't grow while they were embracing, Pete shrunk a few inches. "I don't mind being short but I don't want to do acrobatics every time I want to kiss you. Now we are a little bit closer in height."
Pete laughed. He didn't mind the change but it had the side effect of making all of Pete's clothes too big for his body. "Now I need to go shopping."
