He tuned out as soon as the nurse approached, she could dress him without his input, it wasn't like he was capable of doing it himself anymore
The nurse took the silence with a frown, but approached anyway. She brought multiple pairs of underwear hoping she would decide what she would like to wear, but her eyes seemed to drift off into space.
She decided on a simple pair of blue and white striped pair of cotton panties, they were the most conservative of the pairs she found, and a pair of black leggings with some tennis flats.
The rest was a daze to him, all he could do was detach himself from the moment, he felt like a baby in a crib being clothed and pampered. The feelings it produced disturbed him greatly however, the underwear were tight and snug against his large feminine rear and rode up a little on his crotch, he could feel the sides digging into his "back" and the odd wrong feeling it produced, his back still felt like his front and his front felt like his back, but when he moved or looked down everything was all wrong. It also wasn't very comfortable laying down in his current position, his neck had no support and the bundle of pillows the placed there slipped when the nurse started changing him, however if he were to be moved to a sitting position he would only eat a facefull of pillow.
By the time he fell out of his daze the nurse had already hauled him out of the bed and into a wheelchair, it was an odd orthopedic adjustable wheel chair so the legs, arm rests, and back could be removed and fitted however they like, it seemed custom made and worn, it wasn't new.
He was able to face forwards in this chair and have a comfortable posture sitting as his new body allowed, it was the strangest feeling as if he was sitting on his chest, but his chest was very soft and cushioned, he could feel every breath he took as his butt cheeks expanded and contracted with every breath making him feel like he was slowly rocking in his seat up and down.
He couldn't take it, call it the new hormones, the wrongness of his body, whatever you call it he broke down and cried.
The nurse noticed a few trickles of moisture fall down her patients face, it was better she not be involved, sometimes it was best to leave some to their own emotions
The rest of the trip down to the transport van was in utter silence.
