Landing on Jon’s bed was a short, sleeveless, above the knee pencil dress cut from stretchy material for an extreme hourglass figure with an ultra low scoop neckline. The moment it landed, Jon’s trunk shrank to match his legs while still retaining his preposterous proportions. He’d be lucky to hit five feet even with the absurd heels he was wearing. His body feel so small and so big all at the same time.
“This is not what I meant, Sarah, and you know it!” Jon objected. “I’m a walking cartoon wet dream. I can’t go out like this!”
“Oh, I think you can, and you will when we are all done. But first we need to get you covered up.”
Sarah went to his closet to browse his clothes for him.
“You have some nice A-line dresses in here to match the skirt I gave you. Oh, and an empire waist gown; that will help you promote your bust. How about these belted dresses; that will show off your curves very nicely. But you’re already wearing a skirt, so we probably need to get a top for you. Let’s see what you’ve got.”
Sarah continued through the closet then moved on to the dresser. She found a wide variety of tops of various colors and degrees of formality. What they all seemed to have in common was short or no sleeves and they had low necklines that brought attention to very large breasts.
“Well,” commented Sarah, “someone really likes showing off the girls, but I can’t blame you; with tits like that, you should flaunt them. Either that or you dress fat, but who wants to dress fat? And since you like showing them off so much, let’s really show them off. I wish Jon is wearing his top with the most exposing neck line.”
There was a flash, and Jon suddenly had an article of clothing that felt both foreign and natural. The cinched crop-top would have left his tiny midriff exposed if his skirt is wasn’t so high waisted. As it turned out, only a thin line of skin was visible. But this was nothing compared to the rest of the top. The sweetheart neckline barely covered the front of his protruding breasts, and thanks to the bra he was wearing, a little bit of it and his areoles were visible. The roundness and depth of the neckline only enhanced his breasts’ apparent size. And while the upper part did cover his bra straps, they also made his shoulders look more narrow, thus further enhancing his bust.
“Now that will turn heads,” remarked Sarah as she groped one of his breasts feeling it’s weight and emphasizing its size for him, actions that only led him to further arousal. “Way to put yourself out there, literally. You should be proud of what you have and flaunt it every chance you get. Only a select few get to do what you can do, so take full advantage of it. As good as you look, though, something does look off. Um…Oh I see! Your arms are still too mannish and long. I guess with all the short sleeves, your arms were left unaffected. Let’s set you right, then, shall we?”
Sarah went back to the red box, opened it up and tossed its new contents toward Jon.
“Here you go. This is yours now.”
