The next morning Jon again woke slowly. He could tell straight away that he was still female from the neck down but he hoped that he hadn't changed anymore. His hands roamed down to his crotch just to be sure and running his fingers across the smooth front of his panties he knew that his penis had not returned. His hands continued to explore and he could tell that his hips were a bit wider. And now that he focused on it he thought his butt felt a bit bigger. He felt like he was lying on a cushion. He brought his hands up over his stomach, amazed by how small it felt. The silk of his sleep wear felt amazing on his skin as he rubbed it.
Reaching his breasts, he cupped them in his hands and was shocked to feel that they had grown. They felt huge to him. He quickly felt around his face, happy to feel that, to his hands at least, it felt the same. His hair wasn't any longer either which felt like a small victory for him. Needing to get out of bed to inspect the changes with his eyes, Jon slid his way out of bed and stood for a moment. His hand naturally rested on his hip as he looked down at his body. His breasts were definitely bigger but not as big as they had felt when he touched them first. He looked across the room at his reflection in his mirror. His whole body looked curvier. He noticed the way he was standing and thought it was a very girly way to do so. He tried to remember how he used to stand and dropped his hands by his sides and spread his legs slightly. This now felt completely unnatural to him and he didn't know how long he could fight it.
He walked over to the mirror for a closer look and as soon as he had stopped trying to stand like a guy his body had naturally started to sway as he walked. His hands lifted slightly and hung limply in front of him and his hips rolled back and forth as he walked. He turned at an angle to the mirror and looked over his shoulder at his butt. It felt much bigger and jiggly but as he stared at it he felt it looked normal for a girl his age. He started to like what he saw and smiled at his reflection.
Feeling a sudden urge to pee, Jon didn't even think to cover himself up before heading down the hallway to the bathroom. Luckily it was empty so he closed the door, peeled his panties down and bunched his nightie up into his lap as he sat down to relieve himself. He heard the spray hitting the toilet bowl and was enjoying the relief when the bathroom door burst open and his little brother, Mikey, barged in. Jon was embarrassed to be in such a vulnerable position in front of his brother. He covered his breasts with one arm and pushed the hem of his nightie between his legs with the other arm. Mike didn't seem to think anything of it and just walked to the sink and grabbed something before walking back out again.
Jon wiped himself dry and washed his hands before heading back to his room to get dressed. He was going to wear something similar to yesterday but when he opened his wardrobe he was surprised to see a large selection of dresses, skirts and very girly tops. He saw a few pairs of jeans but he couldn't help but feel an urge to wear a dress today. He picked a fairly simple, summer dress and put it on his bed. Next he went to get some underwear, finding nothing but the frilliest sets of panties with matching bras. Feeling a new excitement to wear such sext items he picked out a light pink pair of French cut panties and a matching push up bra. He slid the panties up his legs, loving how they snuggly curved around his smooth front and clung tightly to his butt. The matching bra gave him no trouble and when he had it on he turned to inspect himself in the mirror, being delighted with how he looked. He thought about what Laura might think of him like this and felt a warm feeling come over him. He put the dress on like a t shirt and let it fell down to mid thigh. A part of him knew he should be embarrassed to be dressed like this but he couldn't help feel excited to show off his body at school. He didn't feel fully dressed though and as he looked around his room he spotted a bright red lipstick on his dresser. Without a second thought he grabbed it and headed back to the mirror.
