Biff's day went much the same as the previous day. He was getting more comfortable in his job and enjoying the friendly chats with the girls in the office. He worked away all morning, pausing around 11 am to grab a cup of coffee. He was standing in the small office kitchen waiting for the kettle to boil when a male co-worker entered the kitchen. "Good morning, Miss Meadows." the guy said without making eye contact with him. Biff responded politely and started to pour his drink. He could feel the eyes of his coworker roaming all over his body. Biff told him there was now plenty of hot water and when the man responded he was staring directly at Biff's boobs. Biff turned his back to him to finish making his drink. He clumsily dropped his spoon and when he bent down to pick it up he could feel the man's eyes practically burning a hole in the back of Biff's skirt as he stared at his butt.
Biff quickly finished up and trotted back to his office, his heels making a clicking sound on the tile floor in the kitchen. Biff didn't think he'd ever get used to way men interacted with him now. Had he been so obvious and creepy in his old life he wondered? Biff placed his coffee on his desk and smoothing out the back of his skirt, sat back down at his desk. He crossed his legs and pulled his chair back in under the desk. His feet were already getting a bit sore and it was only early in the day. Thankful that he had his own office which gave him some privacy, he slipped his shoes off under his desk. He rubbed his nylon covered feet over each other, enjoying the relief he was feeling. He took a drink of his coffee when he heard his cell phone vibrate. He leaned down to fetch his handbag from under his desk, squishing one of his boobs on the desk as he did. It was not a very ladylike move and Biff reminded himself to be more careful to play his part. He grabbed his phone and unlocked it to see a message from Laura.
"Hey bbz. Super excited about Saturday night. I found a top at the back of my closet that I think might work for me. What do you think?"
The next message was a photo that Laura had taken in front of her bedroom mirror, holding a top up to her chest. He could see half of her bra behind the top and Biff enjoyed seeing her breast like that. He felt blood rushing to his penis as he types out a response. With his head cloudy with lust he sent a reply that just said, "HOT". Feeling a bit embarrassed by letting his guard down he quickly added, "Perfect for you babe. Will go perfect with your skirt. Can't wait for a night out with you. XX"
Laura didn't reply straight away so Biff put his phone down and got back to his work. He got caught up in a few meetings which ran right through lunch and before he knew it, it was 5 pm and time to go home. A part of him was excited to go and get Jon from the daycare as he had missed him. He couldn't wait to get home and just relax for the evening.
Jon's day, much like Biff's had gone fairly similar to the previous day. He had played, had lunch, had a nap and played some more. He had used his diaper freely throughout the day and the staff in the daycare had been happy to change him whenever he had indicated to them any discomfort. A lot of the children had started to leave, Jon was one of the last few remaining and he busied himself doing some colouring. He heard a car pulling up outside and hoped it was Biff. He was delighted to see Biff's head walking along past the window. The window was fairly high up so he could only see Biff's head. For a split second he though he was looking at the old Biff, same face, same haircut. The only thing out of place was the small earrings he was wearing. This thought soon felt ridiculous when Biff turned a corner and came through the door. Sure, it was Biff's face and Biff's hair but beneath his head was a very curvy woman's body with a big bust and a wide, round butt and hips, all neatly dressed in a professional looking woman's suit. Where his black skirt ended his legs were visible, encased in black nylon panty hose and sitting atop a pair of heeled ladies shoes. Ignoring the absurdity of it all, Jon jumped to his feet and waddled as fast as he could over to Biff. Biff hunkered down and with open arms enveloped Jon in a big hug, squeezing Jon tight so that his head was buried in Biff's warm bosom. He picked Jon up with ease, thanked the staff and headed out to the car.
The drive home was fairly short and they filled each other in on their days. Everything was basically the same as the previous day and both admitted, if anything, their days were boring. They arrived home a bit earlier and after eating a simple dinner that Biff made, they relaxed in front of the TV for a while before Jon started to yawn. Biff carried him up to bed, changed his diaper, put some pajamas on him and placed him into his crib and saying good night.
The rest of Biff's evening was fairly quiet. He sat on the couch for a while but he wasn't feeling frisky like he was yesterday. The panty hose and skirt had started to feel normal. The bra was annoying him more than anything else, feeling restrictive this late in the day. Even the breasts with in didn't have them same mystery to them by now, they were starting to feel like just a part of him. He was starting to wonder why he had been so obsessed by girl's breasts in the past. Deciding to get an early night Biff kicked his shoes off beside the couch and walked up to his room. He took the suit off carefully, placing it back on a hanger and putting it away. He unclasped his bra and took it off, relishing the feeling of freeing his chest from the constrictive straps. He put a much more practical pair of pajamas tonight, simple pants and button up top, although the material was still pleasantly soft. He crawled into his bed and browsed the web on his phone for a while before drifting off to sleep himself.
Maybe because Biff and Jon had both found their day kind of boring or maybe for some other reason neither would ever know, the magic of Jon's wish for "something interesting" made a few more a few more changes while they both slept.
