When Jon opened his eyes, he was well rested. What time was it? He turned and saw beams of sunlight coming through the window. It must have been late morning.
He pulled the covers back and sat up, feeling the weight on his chest once again. I wonder how long I have to wear these fake breasts, he thought. Or, for that matter, how long I have to keep my junk glued to ... Suddenly, he stopped and stared down at his crotch. Cautiously, he touched the area between his legs, feeling the smooth flatness of it. Where did his genitals go? He peered closer and saw that he had new genitals. Female genitals. How was this possible?
Then, getting a disturbing thought that maybe his genitals weren't the only things that had changed overnight, he took off the teddy he was forced to wear the previous night. Just as he had feared, his fake breasts weren't so fake. He had real D-cup breasts hanging from his chest. And upon further inspection, he realized that his entire body was now 100% female.
Suddenly, there was giggle. Jon looked up and saw Kira standing across from him. She was smiling.
"Did ... did you do this to me?" Jon asked.
She giggled again. "I just knew you'd be the best big sister."
What did I get myself into? Jon thought.
