"Finally!" Jon said as he hurried across the street to McDonald's. His walk from the fairgrounds to McDonald's had been fairly uneventful and had given Jon a chance to survey the surrounding area. Jon had spotted a couple gas stations and a dollar store, which he figured might come in handy latter on. The peaceful walk had also given Jon a bit more time to reflect on his new memories. It turns out his life had been fairly normal until he began to develop breasts during puberty. As soon as his girls sprouted, his social life went off the rails. Luckily him and Karyn were still good friends, even though she loved to tease him about his breasts.
As soon as Jon stepped inside the McDonald's the smell of the greasy breakfast food filled his nose. "Best fucking decision ever..." Jon thought as he began eying up the menu. After skimming the menu a couple of times Jon was ready to order, but no one seemed to me manning the register. "I guess..." Jon looked back at the self-serve kiosk. "I'll just do it this way." Jon began flipping through menus and building his order. "$18 bucks... Damn..." Jon sighed. "Just do it. This will be lunch and breakfast." he told himself.
Jon's order popped up on the screen and Jon slid over to wait for his food and his coffee. "I'll be right there." A woman's voice could be heard from the back. Seconds later an obese 40 something year old woman came waddling out to get Jon's cup. Jon gulped at the sight of the woman. "Here you go hun." The woman sounded winded as she slid a cup across the counter to Jon.
Jon snatched the cup and hurried over to the coffee. "Please... Please... Please... Don't give me anything from her..." His mind was racing as he filled up his cup. Jon was so flustered he could barely hold the cup still. "Calm down... Just be calm.." He tried to tell himself.
"Order 34!" The fat woman slid a tray full of food across the counter. Jon hurried back over and snatched up his food. "Have a nice day." The woman wheezed.
Jon picked up the full tray and hurried off to a secluded corner of the restaurant. "No changes?" Jon looked down at his body. Everything looked normal, or at least what was considered normal when he walked into the restaurant. "O thank god..." Jon snatched up an egg McMuffin and began to chow down on the shitty, but delicious, fast food. "Such a good decision..."
Several minutes later a very full Jon made his way towards the restroom. "I'll take that." Jon snatched up a rubber band that was sitting near the drink station. Entering the empty restroom Jon immediately hurried into a stall to relieve himself. A couple minutes later Jon was standing in front of the restroom mirror braiding his hair. "The fact that I know how to do this..." Jon sighed and finished up his braid. "Good thing I found this rubber band." Jon tossed his braid over his shoulder and headed out of the McDonald's.
"Now what?" Jon pondered as he looked at the surrounding suburban landscape. "I guess..." Jon fiddled with the vendor pass in his pocket. "I guess back to the fairgrounds..." With no plan on how to get back to Lake Point, Jon figured the fairgrounds were at least a safe place to hang while he thought of a plan. "Maybe I can get something to drink on the way back." He thought as he began his trek back to the fairgrounds.
"You know... All things considered, this isn't too bad." Jon told himself as he waited at the crosswalk. "When I turn 18 I can have the girls removed, and I kind of like the hair." The walk sign signaled for Jon to go. "Everything is coming up Millhouse." Jon grinned as he crossed the street with a can Arizona Iced Tea in his hand that he had bought at one of the gas stations.
"RIGHT SIDE!" A woman's voice yelled out startling Jon. Not understanding what was happening Jon stepped to his right, which put him right in the runner's path. Being nimble the woman was able to partially sidestep Jon, only making slight contact with Jon's shoulder. "I'm so sorry." The college aged jogger said as she stopped to check on Jon.
"Sorry... It's okay... Um... My bad... I'm fine..." Jon was finding it difficult to string together a coherent sentence because he was too focused on how cute the jogger was.
"Okay then... Sorry for bumping you!" She said as she turned and jogged away. Jon couldn't peel his eyes away from her slender body and graceful gait.
"Fuck..." Jon's head slumped forward when he realized what was about to happen. "Everything's coming up Millhouse... Fucking eh..."
