After tidying up from breakfast, Pete took his time heading up to his room to get ready for his first time outside the house in his new role as a teenage girl. His body moved with a natural feminine grace now and he didn't really notice it. But as he slowly walked towards the stairs he was taking in all the changes. His wider hips swivelled from side to side as he walked. This was causing his bubble butt to rock up and down with each step. His breasts seemed to jiggle and shake with even the slightest movement but they felt like they were a step behind his butt. Every time his hips swung to the left his breasts were going to the right and when his hips went right his breasts were bouncing back the other way. He was thankful for the bra he was wearing as although not massively big there was still plenty on his chest to flip around. His stride also seemed to be a bit shorter than usual and his feet felt like they were barely touching the floor giving the impression that he was just floating along. It was a hug contrast to his lumbering stomps of the past.
Climbing the stairs the movement of Pete's chest was even more exaggerated. He actually cupped his boobs as he bounded up the stairs to keep them under control. They felt so squishy in his hands and he could feel the lace pattern and wires in his bra under his t shirt.
At the top of the stairs he could hear a lot of chatter from the baby room. Biff was chatting away to Jon and Karyn in the sing song voice he had seemed to develop when talking to them. Jon and Karyn sounded like they were responding very animatedly but as he got closer he could hear that it was just giggles and nonsensical babbling coming from both. He was impressed with the power of the hypnosis as Jon and Karyn seemed to still be able to communicate with each other but they weren't showing much understanding when Pete or Biff spoke to them and their responses seemed to only contain a few real words the rest bei g made up of baby speak and gibberish.
Turning in to his room, Pete closed the door to give himself some privacy. His current outfit was fine but subconsciously he wanted to dress up a bit for the trip to the mall. He was excited at the possibility of meeting some school friends and wanted to look his best and show off his altered body. There might even be some boys their and he felt a flutter in his stomach at the thought.
He opened the button and fly exposing the soft, delicate, pink fabric and lacy waistband of the panties he put on that morning. He had to work a bit to peel the jeans down his legs, soaking up the sight of this cute panties and smooth, toned legs as he did. He turned around and looked over his shoulder at his panty covered butt. The material was stretchy and clung tightly to his expanded, round butt.
Next, he pulled his t shirt off over his head, having to pull it out a bit to get it over his chest. The movement caused his breasts to bounce a bit inside the pink bra that matched his panties. He took a few minutes to admire his chest before going to look for a new outfit. He rummaged through his closet and eventually settled on a light blue top with thin straps and a low, but not offensively low, neckline. He matched this up with a yellow denim skirt. The skirt was fairly short, looking like it would fall about an inch or two above his knees. It had 2 small pockets on the butt and the edges were ripped which he liked.
Pete placed his choice on his bed and decided to put on a little bit of makeup too. He figured he might as well go all in with his effort to turn some heads. He sat down at his desk where he found a small mirror and various jars and tubes. He had never worn makeup in his life but he found he just seemed to know what everything was and how to apply it. He didn't need much, being young he had a good complexion and had a nice colour to his face to begin with.
He brushed his hair but there wasn't much he could do with it as it was so short. He decided to put on a hairband anyway just to accessorise a little bit, picking out a pink hairband.
He then found a tube of bright red lipstick. He leaned forward towards the mirror and was about to apply it when he caught sight of his cleavage in his reflection. His breast, nestled comfortably in the lacy cups of his pink bra were being squished together by his arms. He hadn't noticed but he had crossed his legs high above the knee when he sat down and his eyes moved down from his bra, along his smooth hairless stomach to his wide hips where the same pink material of the matching panties was sitting snuggly across his hips and crotch. Smiling to himself in girlish pride he finally applied the red lipstick to his puckered lips and blotted them dry. He stood up again and marvelled at how feminine he felt. He couldn't wait to go out into the world and show everyone what a fine young woman he had become. He quickly pulled on his top liking how the small straps exposed the straps of his bra. He turned side to side loving how the top clung to his curves.
Next he stepped both feet in to the skirt and pulled it up over his hips. The skirt sat higher on his waist than any pants he had ever won. He tucked his top in all round, taking a minute to rub the soft material of his panties when he did. Zipping up the skirt, he smoothed it out and stood at the mirror to inspect his outfit. He was feeling lots of new feelings. The top and skirt clung to his body in ways that would normally have made him extremely uncomfortable but now filled him with a sense of pride. He loved how the skirt curved around his butt before curling back in underneath it. He walked around a bit, getting used to the feeling. The skirt restricted his legs a bit but his penis, tucked neatly into his panties was much more comfortable in the skirt. The jeans had been tight in the crotch but the skirt gave him loads of room to breath. He could feel the air moving around his skirt which was another new sensation. He put his socks and sneakers back on and went out to find this family, hoping they'd be ready to go now.
