Biff woke up very slowly on Saturday morning. After his shower he had stumbled into bed and slept naked. Now he woke up alone in a dark room and forgot about everything that had happened over the last week. He felt an urgent need to use the bathroom and so stumbled out of bed and went down the hallway to the bathroom. He lifted the toilet seat and stood completely naked, scratching his butt as he relieved himself. A quick shake and he stumbled back to bed. He lay face down, naked in the middle of his bed. He didn't know what time it was or remember drinking enough to have such a hangover. He reached under his pillow and found his phone. He saw he had a notification from Sarah. "Maybe she wants to hook up", his horny mind thought as he felt his morning wood beneath him. He opened it up. Some woman called Lucy had tagged him in a photo and Sarah had commented on it.
As he opened the notification a rush of memories came back to him. There he was in the photo, posing with two women, all three of them making kissy faces at the camera. His lips had a red lipstick on them. Below the neck he had a flowery, woman's blouse on and he could make out the shape of a bra underneath. The photo didn't show him from the waist down but he remembered now. He remembered going for drinks with these women and sitting, posing for that photo with them. He remembered how soft that blouse felt and the skirt he wore under it and how his panty hose clung to his legs and felt so sensual when his legs rubbed together. Any hope of Sarah wanting to hook up faded in an instant when he read her comment. It simply said, "Looking hot Miss Meadows. Glad to see you get a night off." Not wanting to be rude Biff liked the photo and Sarah's comment and put his phone down.
He turned over onto his back, feeling his penis flop from one side to the other. His earlier ignorance to his situation had been bliss but as he looked around the room it all came back to him. On the floor beside his bed there was a crumpled up skirt, blouse, panty hose and pair of panties. Hanging off the back of a chair was a bra. His bedside locker had some bracelets and other jewellery on it and his dresser had a selection of makeup and accessories on top. Biff groaned to himself. If he wanted to leave the house today he would have to dress himself in clothes just like these. He knew the top drawer held a wide variety of panties in all sorts of shapes and colours. He also knew it would not be proper for him to go out in public with a bra wrapped tightly around his chest. He remembered how some of the men were looking at him last night and knew that for all intents and purposes he was a woman now, even if he still had his male body. He also remembered his texts with Lucy and her concerns for his safety. He had promised himself a trip to the gym today to prove his manliness to himself. But in the light of morning he knew the irony of going to the gym wearing panties and a bra to prove his manliness. He'd even have to use the ladies changing rooms. This final thought perked him up a bit. He and his friends had often dreamed of getting a look inside the girls changing room in school and now he had his chance.
With new energy Biff hoped out of bed. He stood for a minute, waiting for a hangover that didn't come. He knew he'd need to eat before going to the gym. He'd feel a bit weird walking around the house naked and worried someone might see him so he decided to grf dressed in his workout gear now, eat a quick breakfast and hit the gym. He had a quick look through his clothes to see what he had to work with. He picked up a pair of black panties, nothing too fancy but they looked comfortable. He pulled them up his legs, Happy that they weren't too tight around his penis. Next he found a pair of tight work out pants. He had to work them up his legs and over his butt but once he had them on they were quite comfortable and he could move around in them as if they weren't even there. He found a sports bra amongst his more delicate bras which he put on like a t shirt. Then he found an actual t shirt which he put on over the bra. The t shirt was short and showed off his tummy but it was light enough that it seemed a good choice. He found some gym socks, bright pink, but still gym socks and he pulled them on. The my were much fluffier than his usual socks and he folded them down a few times or else they would have come halfway up to his knees. Happy enough with what he was wearing he went down to the kitchen to get some breakfast.
