After dropping the kids off at school, Jon headed home. He had a few things to do around the house and somehow knew he and Linda were going out for their weekly date night tonight so he wanted to be ready on time.
Getting into the kitchen he saw Sarah bounding around the back garden on all fours. She seemed full of energy so he decided the first thing he'd do would be to take her for a walk.
He made his way up to his bedroom to change into some workout clothes for the walk. He quickly stripped down to his underwear and turned to take a look at himself in the full length mirror on his wardrobe. "Not bad", he thought, "for a woman who has had 3 kids." The nanos had changed his body more. His breasts had grown to maybe a C cup at this point and were filling his bra. His hips had gotten wider and his legs had a curvier shape to them. Atop his legs, his butt was considerably larger and rounder. Jon ran his hands down his sides and over his hips before reaching behind and giving his butt a gentle rub through his panties. His penis had shrunken considerably and his rubbing caused it to stir but it barely tented the front of his panties.
Jon removed his bra and let his now larger breasts hang free. They sagged a tiny bit which was normal for his age he told himself. He turned to his dresser and had to bend down to the lower drawer where he kept his work out clothes. He bent at the waist which put his bigger butt on full display. He was thankful he was alone for now as Linda was sure to give him a playful smack on the butt if she were here or she might even chance her arm at getting more of a feel than a slap. As he was bent over, rummaging through the drawer his breasts were hanging free and swinging from side to side. The nanos must be affecting his mind too as it didn't feel as weird as he would have imagined. Finding his sports bra he put his arms in, put it on over his head and pulled it down, stretching it over the large orbs on his chest. It made his boobs look a bit smaller but it held them very comfortably. Next he pulled out a pair of running shorts which he took a bit of work to pull up his legs. They were tighter than any shorts he had ever worn before but not at all uncomfortable. They hugged every new curve on his body and with a look over his shoulder he saw that they made his butt look great. Inspecting the front of them, the shorts were tight enough that his front was completely smooth with no evidence of his much reduced penis even being there.
He put on socks and trainers and headed down the stairs to get Sarah in from the yard to put her leash on.
