The following morning Steve awoke with the sudden realisation that he was cuddling something soft and squishy. He opened his eyes and groaned as he found himself back in Emma’s room, his arms clamped around her bear Mr Fuzzy. He leapt out of bed and threw the toy on the floor, then picked it back up with a sigh and gently placed it back on the pillow.
“Not again” he pouted as he made his way to the door. Just as he reached it there was soft knock from the other side. He reached out and opened the door to reveal his mother standing there looking a bit dazed, with a really bad case of bed hair.
“Looks like it happened again” she sighed.
“I noticed” Steve replied with resignation. There was movement in hall way as Emma and Jason appeared from the master bedroom. Steve noticed for a second that Emma seemed a little bit taller than yesterday, in fact, everyone seemed a bit taller, or was it him that had shrunk. He really hoped not.
“Right,” Jason said sternly, “let’s all get dressed and meet downstairs. I’ll call the hospital again and let them know what’s happened. Grab what you need!” he added as he turned back to the bedroom. Steve sighed again as he grabbed another pair of panties from Emma’s drawer, a plain blue pair with rainbows on, then followed his mother back to his own room.
Jason had already reached his room, and with a sigh he pulled back his pyjama bottoms and panties just to double check he wasn’t still dreaming. Sure enough, nestled between his thighs was his wife’s former vagina
Slowly he peeled off his bottoms and grabbed a clean pair of panties and pulled them on. Next he buttoned up his shirt, then reached for his suit trousers. He stopped and blinked in disbelief. They were tiny, no way would they fit him, in fact they looked about the right size for…
“Oh no!” He moaned, “surely not!” He quickly moved to Anne’s wardrobe and searched through it until he found a pair of suit pants. Hesitantly he pulled them on, and discovered they were a perfect fit. With yet another sigh he buttoned them up then headed out to break the news to the others. He arrived at Steve’s room to find him sulking on his bed.
“What’s up bud?” He asked, already knowing the answer.
“Looks liked I have to wear Emma’s trousers!” He pouted.
“I know” Jason replied, “I have to wear your moms” he added indicating the half a pants suit he was wearing.
“It not fair!” Steve moaned, “I want to wear my stuff!” He added with a whine.
“I know buddy, but we just need to make the best of this and find something that suits us for now” Jason replied kindly as he sat down next to his son and wrapped an arm around him.
“Fine” Steve sighed as he got up and made his way to Emma’s room, where Anne was getting her dressed, dreading what clothing had been picked out for him.
