"Sure, let's try on the costume, I guess," Jon said reluctantly.
The men in black suits led Jon through the complex to a cylindrical room about forty feet in diameter and about the same height. Against one wall was an alcove, and inside it was his super costume. But it looked a bit different than the last time he'd seen it!
"A bare midriff? Seriously?" Jon asked.
"We thought you'd appreciate the look. You did, after all, ask for some 'cosmetic changes'."
"That wasn't what I -- you know what, never mind. Let's just get this over with."
Just then a door on the other side of the room opened, and Dr. Takeda came in. "Ah, Jon! I just finished calibrating the new suit. Ready to get started?"
The doctor took the suit down from the manequin in the alcove, and Jon looked around nervously. "Umm... where should I change?"
"Right here, of course!" said Mr. Smith. "We're all men here. Nothing to be ashamed of, right, Jon?"
"Uh... right."
Jon nervously stripped down to his panties, bra, and socks. Takeda coughed. "Erm... Jon, you don't actually need to wear a bra. The suit will actually fit better if you don't."
Jon blinked, then realized that of course he didn't need a bra. He quickly removed it. Then, with Takeda's help, he carefully put on the costume. The chest of the costume was filled with the two orbs for controlling gravity and inertia, giving him the very realistic look of breasts. His skirt was remarkably short, and Jon briefly wondered how he was supposed to keep people from seeing up it while he was flying. Judging by the looks on Mr. Smith and Mr. Jones' faces, he wasn't.
He carefully put on the boots and gloves as well, noticing as he did that the boots had a three-inch heel. At least they were pretty chunky, though, so balance wouldn't be too much of a problem.
"Okay, looks good!" said the doctor. Jon looked down at his feminine looking form and fidgeted, trying to pull the skirt down a little more.
"Well, now what? How should I turn these on?" he asked, hefting the "breasts" on the front of his suit.
"Just a moment..." said Dr. Takeda. He opened a cabinet and pulled out a long blonde wig. "This is the neural interface. Once we put it on, you should be able to access the suit's systems."
Takeda carefully put the wig on Jon's head, then pulled out a small tablet and poked at it. Suddenly Jon felt his scalp tingle and felt a brief moment of vertigo.
