Jon spoke first, "Look, Zoe, I think I can explain..."
Zoe interrupted "Ew, gross Jon! why would you stare at you naked sister, you pervert!"
Jon sighed in relief that Zoe hadn't realised what had happened. He didn't want to push his luck any further.
He got up, entered the bathroom, and locked the door. Strippng off his clothes, he moved to look at himself in the mirror.
He was a hodge-podge of a person, His head was pearched atop his sister's shoulders. examining his neck, no signs or marks showing
that this was unnatural, just a fade between his sister's skin and his upper neck.
He turned his attention downwards, past his sister's, or rather his, firm b-cup breasts, to his lower body.
His sister's torso was clearly no way matched to his lower waist, but yet again, there was no sign it was unnatural. the body parts joined together as if it was meant to be.
He climbed into the shower and proceeded to wash. his mind racing with new sensations.
After he'd finished washing, he got a new towel, wrapped it around himself, taking care to cover his breasts, Made his way back to his room to find something suitable to wear.
Jon put on a pair of jeans to try to cover his figure, and a t-shirt, wwhich was now baggy enough to hide his shape.
He went back to the bathroom & picked up the socks he had earlier, putting them back on to hide his painted toenails.
Jon made his way downstairs & into the kitchen, where he bumped into...
