Biff removed his open pajama top on the way over to his closet. He didn't know if he'd ever get used to the feeling of having breasts bouncing around his chest with every step he took. He looked in his closet seeing a few ladies suits hanging up. He decided to go with a pant suit today, wanting a break from dresses and skirts. He pulled out a hanger with a full dark grey suit on it. He lay it out carefully on his bed and went to his dresser to pick his underwear. He picked out a bra and panty set in a similar dark colour to the suit. He lay these down on his bed too. He'd be expected to wear formal shoes to work too so he went back to his closet to see his options. He saw a pair of shiny black dress shoes with a small, one inch heal on them. As he bent over to pick them up he was again reminded of the breasts he was now the owner of as they swung down and jiggled about. Biff placed one arm over them to steady them and grabbed his shoes with the other.
He put the shoes down and picked up the bra. It was a bit harder to get on now that he actually had breasts to put into it but he managed it fairly easily. He reached his hands, first into one cup and then the other, and adjusted his flesh inside the cups. The bra offered a lot of support and stopped his chest from moving about quite so much. The padded cups did a good job of hiding his nipples from sight and the elastic pushed his breasts together giving him an impressive cleavage.
He removed his pajama bottoms and picked up the matching panties. He stepped into them and pulled them up his smooth legs. They sat a bit differently on him now, still holding his penis tight but now sitting a bit higher on his waist held up by his wider hips. They were also much tighter on his butt now, creating a very smooth, round behind and curling around with the shape of his butt.
Keeping the momentum going he removed the suit from the hanger. The first item he put on was the white blouse. It was fairly basic, not unlike shirts he had worn in the last but the collar was smaller and pointer and the buttons were the opposite way round. He got the close on, leaving the very top button open. One thing he was glad for was that he wouldn't be expected to wear a tie. He pulled the pants up, enjoying the tightness. They kind of clung to his legs and showed off the curve of his butt and hips. Next came a small jacket which sat just above his waist. The jacket was very form fitting, narrow at the waist and spreading out to fit around his now much larger chest.
He found a pair of very small very thin socks which he put on before slipping his feet into the heels. He practiced pacing around the room and was surprised to find that he could walk in them without any issue. His hips gave him a natural sway to his walk which seemed to help with the heels. His natural style of walking now was to place one foot in the front of the other and swivel his hips as he walked. Biff stood, inspecting his outfit in the mirror when he heard crying coming from Jon's room.
