He looked around his room, wondering if anything had changed. It looked the same to him. He looked down at himself, he didn't appear to have changed. He was still a girl who pretended to be a boy. Only his parents knew the truth, his siblings didn't even know, he had started wanting to be a boy at such a young age. His sister would often tease him that they had the same body type and were the same height, often mocked him with, "Hey, you wanna borrow some of my clothes? This dress would fit you perfectly!" But she didn't know the truth. He used to be able to pick on his little brother, but now he was getting older and within several years Jon knew his brother would be much taller and stronger than him.
This was easier to pull off before he hit puberty. No one questioned that he had a high voice and was short back then. But now he had B cup breasts and his body had become shapelier, actually a body most girls his age would be envious of, but he had to do his best to hide it. Every morning, he would bind his breasts, and he could only and wear baggy clothing. He always remembered the time he wore jeans to school that were a little too tight, and one of the guys said, "Man, Jon, you got a pretty big ass for a dude!" and one of the girls remarked, "And your hips are wider than mine!" and everyone around him started laughing.
Well, all that was the same now. Jon soon got tired of wondering what interesting thing had happened and decided to go to bed. Maybe he'd find out the interesting thing tomorrow.
