After his mother left, Jon hopped off his bed and closed the door. He spent several minutes rooted to the spot, staring at his bed.
This day was the oddest thing, and probably amongst the most, if not the most humiliating thing to ever happen to him. Yet, he had fun. He hated that he did, and he enjoyed parts of it, or his body did, but he had fun.
He walked as calmly as he could to his bed, sat, and rolled over to dig beneath the pillow. He pulled out what had to the largest dildo ever. His hand didn't full wrap around it, and it certainly was bigger than he used to be....before all of this started. Compared to his dick now, this thing was a monster.
It still was a monster.
With his door closed, he could take a look at it without being afraid someone would walk in on him. He didn't know where it came from. Was it something that Sarah bought him and hid? Was it always there in this world where he didn't go through puberty?
He had so many fucking questions, and all he could think about was this dildo....
"What am I supposed to do with this?" Jon whispered to his dildo. He kept glancing at it, then the door, it then the door. Just holding it seemed to make his body sweat, and his balls....ache.... He groaned and tossed the dildo onto his bed, watching as it flopped about. "Fuck..."
He felt like this early, touching Sarah a bit, and then when Kevin...
He turned his back on the dildo only to come face to face with the stone. He could wish it away, but there was no guarantee that would work. Besides, no one had to know, right? It was just him in the room with the dildo.
To give himself a break from thinking about the dildo, Jon switched to getting ready for bed. It only reinforced how much of a girl he was, since he slide a large t-shirt (maybe one of his old ones even) over his panties. It didn't take long, and then he realized he needed to remove the little bit of a makeup he put on that day. By the time he was finished with his new bedroom routine, he realized how much of a girl he actually was, or at least appeared. Even the simple act of getting ready for bed changed from throwing on boxers to an entire suite of activities.
He had cleaned his face and used some of the moisturizer left in his room. His blonde hair was up in a loose bun and he noticed a silkier pillow on his bed - one presumably for him to actually sleep on. Every action screamed girl, and he did it all without thinking about it.
So besides figuring out what to do with the dildo, he now had an entire gender identity crisis to deal with as well.
Dressed for bed, Jon stared at the dildo again before coming to his decision.
