Steve dropped his cellphone into his slightly-larger purse, then swung the purse over his shoulder, before continuing his way towards the skirt and dress section of the department. He was thinking that maybe he could purchase a couple of tight miniskirts. The shorter, the better. Guys loved that.
As he walked, his body finally took on a complete feminine shape, minus breasts. Anyone seeing him would just think that he was a flat-chested woman, as long as they didn't notice the small bulge in his jeans. But, as it was, no one (not even Steve himself) noticed anything strange about him.
While I'm here, maybe I should pick up some heels too, he thought. A few new 5-inch ones would be nice.
Suddenly, a woman smacked right into him, breaking him out of his thoughts. "Sorry," she said, before heading off towards the changing rooms.
Steve put the incident behind him, then made his way towards a rack full of miniskirts. And after a few minutes of searching, he found three that looked great. Smiling, he took them with him towards the changing rooms. He just had to see what they looked like on him.
