Falling next to him, Jon saw a pair of of extra wide, bright pink panties. Complete with frill on the edges, they also featured a tiny bow and and large screen-printed heart on the front. To ensure he could wear them, his hips suddenly cracked wider and his butt shout out behind him giving him a solid pear shape. To make matters worse, his genitalia also changed to give him a vagina.
“Sarah!” he shouted, “this is worse! There is no way I’ll be able to move around normally now, especially if I only have heals to wear! And my dick! It’s gone! Give me my dick back! I’m not a girl!”
“I don’t know Jon, you’re looking pretty girly to me, at least the top of your head and from the waist down. We do need to cover you up, though. You would have a nice collection of underwear, now. I wish Jon is wearing his sexiest pair of underwear.”
Appearing on his body was a bright red, crotch-less, lacy thong with black frills. The cut in the front to accentuate the new width of his hips and full thighs, the heart-shaped hole left his newly minted vagina out for all to see. Meanwhile, the back was barely even visible as it was engulfed by large, shapely rear.
“Damn!” continued Sarah, “You’ll definitely get some action in those.”
“Sarah!” protested Jon, “this is not helping! I’m still exposed, and I still don’t have my penis back!”
“Oh, my god! Boys and their penises. Don’t you all think of anything else. Fine, I’ll fix it for you, just stop your whining.”
With that, Sarah went back to the red box and opened it.
“Here, Jon. This is yours now. Jeez!”
