Biff wasn't long in his room before Jon joined him. Jon had dressed himself in a yellow dress with a big white love heart on the front. He was also wearing a pair of yellow tights which matched the dress. The main reason that Jon picked the tights was that the dress, like all his others, was very short and made his diaper even more obvious than it needs to be. The tights at least covered his diaper and gave him a small sense of modesty.
"Jon, you look..." Biff hesitated, he didn't really know what he felt about the way Jon was dressed, part of him knew he looked ridiculous but another part just wanted to cuddle him and shower him in love, "... Really cute."
Jon just silently blushed. Biff walked over to his closet with a towel wrapped tightly under his arms and across his chest. His hangover was strong and his willpower was low so he decided rather than fight it he would just pick whatever felt right. He settled on a light blue dress that had a built in silk slip. It had a lot of lace around the neckline and the hem. He picked a matching blue bra and pantie set and put them all on the bed. He picked out a pair of clear panty hose too to complete the outfit. Feeling no need to hide anything from Jon he dropped the towel. The first thing he put on was the panties, shivering slightly as the soft material ran up his now smooth legs. Next came the bra before he sat on the bed and started to roll up the panty hose before putting one foot in and rolling it halfway up his leg and then repeating the motions on the other leg. He stood up and pulled them the rest of the way up. He was marvelling at how soft and smooth his legs felt and as he walked over to the mirror he was relishing the feeling of his legs rubbing off each other. Next he pulled the dress on before turning to Jon and asking him to pull the zipper up at the back. With the zipper up the dress was tight, clinging to Biff's body. If he had really been a woman it would have looked amazing but despite his physical appearance Biff felt very sexy and he noticed his walk had become a bit more exaggerated, with his hips rocking back and forth as he walked. He tried to stop himself just to see if he could but it was impossible. Whenever he moved he had a newfound feminine grace to his movements without even thinking about it.
Biff asked Jon what he thought. Jon just gave him a thumbs up and said, "Very pretty. You look great mommy, I mean, Biff." Hearing this Biff squealed a little squeal of delight and tip toed over to Jon before embracing him in a hug. Both boys were glad to have each other at least but if both really thought about it they'd have noticed their own personalities slowly slipping away.
