Jon stands on the sidewalk in the midst of the cool autumn air. She's wearing a baggy sweater, and a scarf wrapped snugly around her neck. A multicolored toque with a fuzzy ball on top covers over her loose frizzy hair. Jon shifts nervously where she stands, recalling the days events, and worrying for Karen. They need to confront Sarah together before the bitch can get to school, but if Karen takes any longer, he... err... she may have to do it by herself.
Her thoughts turn to the morning. It was awkward to say the least. The last thing he expected was to have to become so intimately familiar with the female body so quickly, but much to her distress she smelled, and direly needed a shower. She bathed as quickly as possible, noting the prickly stubble on her tubby legs, and how oily her hair had become. She did take the time to actually brush her hair thoroughly, and dress reasonably nice. To her satisfaction she looked better than the previous night, but she would never be a supermodel... Not that she wanted to.
Finally Jon spotted a figure approaching from the distance. Jon's heart leapt as the silhouette neared and breathed a sigh of relief as he recognized Karen's face. She ran up and embraced her friend, who did so as well silently. After breaking the embrace, Jon looked over her friend, just as she did the same. Karen actually didn't look terribly. She still had beautiful blond hair, and perky breasts were still seen beneath her sweater, but it was also clear she was more mannish. Her brow line was a little heavier. Her hips a little too narrow even as her shoulders were a little too wide, Jon spied a ribbon choker around his friends neck, undoubtedly hiding a subtle adams apple, and her slender fingers were just a bit too long.
"We're going to make that bitch pay!" Jon declared resolutely. Karen merely nodded before responding. "Today was too weird, we have to figure out how to change this." Her voice was feminine, but off, and both Karen and Jon knew it, though said nothing.
The two waited in the cold a while longer before Jon broke the silence. "So... do you have... you know?" Karen bristled a little. "Y-yeah... it was... this morning when I first woke up was very interesting..." She continues. "The pills are supposed to help with that, but it still happens..." Karen glows brightly before asking her own question. "So did you ... look at anything?" Jon shakes his head vigorously. "No!" he pipes with his higher voice. "As little as possible anyway..."
There awkward conversation is interrupted as another figure makes their way down the sidewalk towards them. The person cocks their hips, and looks down her nose at them. "The tranny and the mouse. Already tired of your new lives are you?"
