Jon looked at his newly manicured fingers. The long nails a glamorous red. Taking a look around the Mall Jon couldn't wait to see what swaps he could make. Next to the salon sat a high-end women's shoe store.
"I did always want to be taller" Job muttered to himself with a grin.
The store was largely empty. Displays stood proud with all manner of heels. As Jon entered the store a young sales associate came up to him. She seemed almost eager to have someone break the tedium of the empty store.
The young girl approached Jon with a smile. "So what are you looking for today? have a girlfriend who needs a birthday present maybe?"
Jon grinned "No I was more so looking for something for myself. I was hoping you could help."
The sales associate looked the oddly configured man before her up and down. She must have still considered Jon male, though with the ponytail and tits it was becoming a hard sell.
"Okay then... Do you know what size your feet are?"
"I don't actually..." Jon looked sheepish.
"Well we'll need to size you, come this way." The sales associate led Jon to a bench. "You'll need to take your socks and shoes off" Jon proceeded to remove his footwear. "Place your foot in here. Hmm, I don't think there will be much we can offer you."
Jon looked up, walking by was a woman who must have been wearing some ridiculously high heels. "Give me those feet." Jon discretely pointed at the woman. He could feel his feet shrink. The woman before him adjusted the measuring device.
"Oh, I must have made a mistake, you're a size seven." Jon looked as the woman in front of the store stumbled. Her feet now a size eleven mans. Her shoes burst apart as the growth finished. She casually picked up the tattered heels and tossed them into the garbage and turned into the mans shoe store across the hall.
"Well, what type of foot wear were you considering?" The sales associates slightly perturbed expression had turned into a courteous smile.
"Something flashy I think."
"Oh I have just the thing in mind. Just a moment." The sales associate returned a few moments later. A pair of blue pumps in her hand.
"They look a little high." Jon stammered.
"Well they have a five inch heel. They are however certainly flashy, they also match the polish on your feet. They've got an open toe. Here try them on, I think you'll like them."
Jon placed the heels onto his feet. His newly shrunken feet sliding easily in. He wobbled unsteadily to his feet. "I'm not sure, I don't think I can walk in them."
"Well we have other shoes, but they do look very nice on you." The woman before
him smiled. Jon noticed her looking at his chest.
"No I guess I'll just have to learn."
"Well, my name is Marissa, and if you want some help after my shift I could probably help you out. Here, have my number." Marissa pulled a small piece of paper off a nearby counter and wrote her digits upon it.
Jon picked up his shoes, now useless with his new feet. "Um, well maybe I could use some more casual foot wear too."
Marissa was gone for a few moments. "These should be wat you're looking for. They're jsut some simple black flats."
"Alright, so what's the damage?"
"Well, come up to the counter for a moment." Marissa rang through the shoes. "That's going to be $179.73."
Jon pulled out his wallet. he'd need to refresh his bank account with the stone when he got home at this rate. He passed the girl his debit card. Once he'd paid he was about to leave the store.
"Don't forget to call me, I'm off at four."
"I sure will, thanks again." Jon walked out, his newly acquired footwear both on his feet and under his arm.
Jon had learned two things from the encounter. While he was still considered male he would be treated as such regardless of his anatomy. As well once he'd swapped something it would be considered acceptable to present that body part in it's apparent gender. This doublethink gender situation had potential...
