A short time later, Jon entered his trailer and shut the door quickly behind him. The rest of the shoot had gone smoothly, Joss seemed very pleased with Jon's work, and the crew told him he had done an awesome job. He was riding a high, being very proud of himself, and thinking that he could get used to this new life. Then he remembered he was dressed as one of the sexiest women in the world, and while admiring his rack he thought that he could get used to this.
Jon quickly started to strip down, the escape from the feminine clothes, and to take a better look at what has happened to him. The tanktop was simple to remove, the bra, a little trickier. The breasts seemed real to his eyes, and they felt real to his hands as well, but they didn't feel like a part of him. Jon surmised that the effects crew had attached some incredibly realistic breast forms to his chest. He bounced a couple times on his toes and watched and felt them bounce and jiggle. But he stopped as an amused giggle escaped his lips. The girlishness of such made him uneasy.
Next, Jon stripped off the black pants, and then the tight satin thong panties he had underneath. Jon noticed, that even though his penis was, thankfully, un changed, his hips were wider, and his ass was most certainly larger and more feminine. He also noticed, that his legs were smoothly shaved, probably waxed from the feel, and his feet seemed to be smaller as well. Jon picked up a nearby towel as he started to move toward the shower in the rear of his trailer when he heard someone enter and turned in shock.
"Jon." she said, scaring the crap out of him as he turned to see who it was.
"Scar..." he started "Mrs. Johansson!" he squeaked.
She stood at the door of the trailer, an amused smile on her face, looking him up and down.
"Jon, call me Scarlett, we're friends, you don't have to be all formal with me." she let out an amused laugh as she crossed the trailer and sat at the table. "I still can't get over how much you look like me." she said, still sizing him up.
"Well..." he froze.
"Come on! You can drop the towel, give me a better look at you." she said in what he was thinking was clearly a sexy tone. Jon only took a moment to consider that Scarlett Johansson was telling him to stand in front of her completely naked, and he dropped the towel, and turned toward her giving her a good look at his goods.
Scarlett stared at him in astonishment. She clearly liked what she saw, he thought. She stood up, and walked over to him. She was actually a couple of inches taller than him in his bare feet, as she was wearing heeled boots. Jon knew in that moment he now stood 5 foot 3 inches tall. Scarlett stood face to face with him and took both of his hands in hers and raised his arms to the sides. Her face was only inches away from his, and the fact that this was only a distant fantasy to him mere hours ago occurred to him.
"You know," she started, in her sexy voice "You'd make a really pretty girl." he lips were so close to his. He could only stutter wordlessly in response. "You know, if I weren't married I'd fuck you right here." she whispered in his ear.
Jon took a step back in shock, lost his footing and collapsed to the floor. This completely killed the mood, of course, and Scarlett was now laughing her ass off at him as he tried to pull himself back to his feet. The way his breasts were jiggling made him self conscious and he tried to cover them and hold them to his chest with one hand, and he fell back to the floor, eliciting more laughter from Scarlett. When he finally managed to use the nearby counter to pull himself back to his feet, she was at the trailer door, still laughing.
"You are so cute!" she said to him "I'll see you tomorrow, you spaz!" she said playfully as she left the trailer.
"Holy Shit!" Jon said to himself as he tried to recover from what had just happened.
