As Brandon begins walking back towards the kitchen, he suddenly felt his scalp begin to itch. Of course he moves to scratch his hair but doing so results in some brown hair sprouting from his head, quickly covering and overwheming his normal boyish hair. Within minutes, it has lengthened to ear length. Although it has considerable amount to grow, it stops for now. He doesn't think anything is out of the ordinary, apart from 'his hair is longer than he thought'. Mary notices though.
"What is happening to him now? First panties and a corset, now hair..."
"its going to get worse, before it gets better" the shopkeeper said, trying to sooth May's fears. He was glad Mary has overlooked the other reason women wear corsets other than waist reduction, plus that she was not freaking more about the hair. Both turned back to watch, anxiously.
Just before he reentered the main hall again, Brandon stopped. While he was well aware that the rip in his shorts made it feel like it was a skirt, he was unaware it was now actually a skirt, and it feel weird to him. Grabbing the top part of the skirt, he pulled it up onto his waist. Instantly the skirt fused to his shirt, to form a very crude dress, the part of his shirt beneigh the skirt melting away. However it wasn't to remain crude for long. Already the yellowish tinge from his eariler action began to spread outwards..
