Landing beside him was a high-waisted, tight-bodiced, purple A-line skirt. To match, his mid section seriously shrank to almost half that of his hips.
“Oof!” Jon aspirated. “That hurt. I feel like I got the wind knocked out of me. What happened?”
“You have a body that will accentuate your hips, that’s what,” replied Sarah. “You might have some trouble breathing, though. But you’ll look great in skirts like that. Speaking of which, let’s take a look at what you got.”
Going to his closet, she saw skirts of many styles and lengths, all of them suited for some one slim with wide hips.
“Oh, these are good,” said Sarah. “Let’s try one on, shall we. Let’s see, with those high socks, you’ll need something that at least comes to their top, but is not too long; we still want to show them off.”
Sarah fingered through the skirts racked up considering each one with a, “hmm,” or, “No; that won’t work.” After several minutes, she pulled one off saying, “You, know, this one might be a bit risqué, but I think you could pull it off right now. Let’s try it. I wish Jon is wearing this skirt.”
With a flash, Jon felt fabric around his hips. Looking down, he saw a plaid, pleated mini-skirt hugging his hips and butt while cinching around his navel.
“Puah!” Sarah snorted as she stifled a laugh, “ I know I said it might be risqué, but I wasn’t expecting this.”
She walked over and ran her hand along the skirts hem until it reached the center. That is when Jon felt something his the tip of his penis.
“Oh, Jon, you must truly have no modesty if you are willing to go out with you dick hanging out like this.”
She flicked it a couple of times to illustrate her point. As she did, Jon could feel his penis start to stiffen up and engorge.
“Whoopsy, wouldn’t want to get you too excited. You won’t just tent that skirt; you’ll lift it right up for all to see.”
She rubbed her hand up and down a few times just to tease him. As she did, his engorgement graduated to full blown erection (and a large one at that), lifting the front of the skirt as it went.
“Sarah, stop!” Jon protested, “this is embarrassing. I’ll be arrested for indecency.”
“Oh, that’s your big concern? Fine. Easy fix. I wish Jon can’t get arrested for exposure of his genitalia.”
With a flash, the wish was granted.
“There, now your big stiffy can have all the fun it wants with all your new skirts. That’ll be exciting to watch.
“But that takes care of your bottom half. Let’s work on the top.”
With that, she pulled off Jon’s shirt leaving him bare chested and exposing his newly minted tiny torso. She then removed all shirts from his dresser, closet, and hamper. One-by-one she sent them through the blue box. When they were all gone, she opened the red box and tossed its contents at Jon.
“Oh, I can’t wait to see this. Jon, take this as gift from me.”
