"How about I show you?" Jon said, as he winked at Karyn. Karyn just gave him a weird look until Jon made his way over to the blinds. The sun had just set and the sunlight was disappearing in the distance.
"Hey Karyn, you mind stepping out of my room so I can change?"
"Uhh, sure?" Karyn said, as Jon shoved her out of the room and shut the door in her face. She turned around and pouted.
A few minutes later, the door opened and Jon stood there in the a completely different outfit. Jon had on a leather collar, a tanktop, a black tube skirt that only went up halfway his thighs, and a black leather overcoat that reached past the skirt itself. He also had in his hands 3'' leather boots that looked like they came up to his thighs. Karyn laughed a little louder than she had to.
"Jon, you look ridiculous in that!"
"Stop laughing, you haven't seen the best part yet. Close the door."
Karyn stepped inside and was still laughing.
"Jon, you could've just told me you were a crossdresser! I mean maybe I could've helped you pa-" Her words were cut short by what she saw in front of her.
Jon collapsed on the floor and by his grimace, he was trying to stop himself from screaming out in pain. His face began to morph, starting with his lips. They pouted, and puffed out as if he was stung by a bee. His nose cracked and shrank slightly. His eyes changed to a very icy blue, and his lashes extended. His eyebrows thinned to a very delicate and refined shape. They were still knitted together, because his changes were far from over, and the urge to scream out was getting stronger. His skin began to smooth and pale as it spread over his skin. His body hair retracted, and glinted in the moonlight.
His arms shrunk in mass, as well as his torso and legs. He writhed some more, his butt and hips expanding to properly fit the skirt he had on. His hands and feet shrunk too, becoming dainty and manicured with black nail polish. The last change was his chest, where a generous C-Cup grew. Jon finally let out a scream, and it was in that of the female register. His eyes were outlined in black liner, mascara, and his lips were a deep red.
Karyn stood there in shock. "J-jon...."
"See? I told you. And it's Jenny now. Come on, you and I don't get to hang out like this every day."
"But Jon! Err, Jenny. I just wrote this on a piece of paper, and...you just changed!"
"What paper? Come on, the night's wasting away!"
Karyn still stood there as Jon slipped on the boots. It was strange seeing Jon so natural....with his own sense of style? She began to wonder how long he had been bitten.
