Jon's mouth started speaking for him,
"Give me that outfit."
Suddenly Jon found it difficult to breathe.
"ah crap" grunted Jon. His body squeezed into the red one-piece swimsuit.
Prying the straps off his shoulders, Jon peeled himself out of the swimsuit, with a sigh of relief, he gulped in some large breaths of air.
Well I can't stand here naked all day he thought, heading to his clothing drawers, sliding open the underwear drawer.
Looking inside, Jon's expression dropped, the drawer was full of bras and panties.
"Damn, It swapped her entire wardrobe, still, I'm not going to stay naked all day."
Rummaging through the drawer, Jon found a pair of what looked like a women's equivalent of boxers.
Slipping them up his legs, it quickly became apparent they weren't his size.
With some tugging Jon managed to get them up to his hips. But they were obviously not designed for someone with male genitalia to wear.
After a few minutes of painful tucking and rearranging, Jon gave up. "There's no way I'm getting these on properly" he sighed.
He was going to have to do something about this problem, Seeing as he'd be stuck with her clothes for a whole day.
