"You look great Jon." Karyn said, "Everyone knows what you look like anyways, you've been dealing with this for months."
"I know, I just don't feel comfortable at all. I mean, I feel comfortable but I'm not me." Jon said.
"You're still adjusting, you'll be fine." Karyn said, "lets go get in the car, we need t get going, I'm ready now."
Jon minced his way to the car, though he liked being so tall, his six inch heels giving him a position of prominence in every room he walked into. Jon couldn't help but feel odd about the way his now much longer ways strutted. His pants seemed to accentuate the length.
Jon got in the car and closed his eyes. He thought back on the past few months. From the errant strand of auburn hair that had started off the whole debacle. Jon remembered waking up each morning and looking for the change. This morning for example he'd noticed his nipples were bigger. Each day was a new surprise. The first day he'd woken up to split boxers had been his least favourite.
Jon knew that his father was well endowed for his size. Yet Jon feared that he would surpass that. Already he felt like he was stretched in numerous directions he had no business being in. A bump from the car set his breasts into motion as if to accentuate the thought.
HE was only four months into the process. He already looked like a Victoria's Secret Angel. He was afraid what the summer would bring. yet through it all, much like his father, he hadn't lost his dick, if anything it had swelled to a size he'd never before obtained.
Much to his secret shame there were elements of his body he enjoyed. He got significantly more attention from women. Karyn was his best friend but he'd gotten laid more in the last month than the last three years. Women seemed infatuated with his body, rather then repulsed. He couldn't complain.
Jon felt the car come to its final stop and awoke from his reverie. It was his graduation day after all. A day for celebration.
