The door opened, revealing someone who looked a lot like Karyn, but someone who was wearing something like an older woman would wear. A peach-colored blouse, a plain ankle-length skirt, and low heels. Her hair had been done up into a tight bun and she wore little make-up and only a pair of earrings for jewelry. She looked like a typical conservative mother, actually.
She took one look at Jon and nearly cringed at the sight of him, but handed him the bag anyway. She was about to close the door, probably wanting nothing more to do with him (she obviously had a problem with Goths), but Jon stopped her.
"Listen, Karyn. We need to talk," Jon said, noticing that his voice sounded even higher. He also noticed that his breasts were a little bigger, now more like a B-cup. The corset he wore was doing a fairly good job of pushing them up, giving him more cleavage. It was not something he was used to.
