Sarah tried to think of some way to fix her age situation, but as she stood there, modelling in front of her mirror, all she could really seem to think about was how comfortable Jon was on her breasts, and how perfect he looked on her.
With a sigh, she turned to the pile of clothes that Jon had left behind. 'Well, I guess there's no reason to leave those there; I'll figure out what to do with them later.'
As Sarah moved to pick up Jon's clothes, Jon watched from the space between his cups, his cups and the breasts within them blocking most of his view other than what was directly in front of Sarah's chest. He was able to both see and feel as her breasts bounced and swayed, and the fact that the lacy pink fabric holding her was actually him only hightened his feelings of humiliation.
Stranger still, though, was when he felt further movement when Sarah started picking up his clothes.
"Oh? What's this?" Sarah noted the flash of pink in Jon's pants, found within his male underwear was a nice, frilly pink pair of panties, a parfect match for her new bra. Now Sarah was fairly sure that Jon wasn't the type to wear girls' underwear for kicks or anything like that, and when she thought about it, that there would be panties to match the bra actually made sense, since both were considered 'undies'.
As Sarah smiled, Jon tried to fight off the new dread as he felt his legs being pulled as his lower half was raised into the air. "I think these panties match this bra MUCH better than the ones I've already got on, so I think I'll change."
Sarah moved back to the mirror, Jon's clothing forgotten, and started working her old panties off. Because she'd leaned over forward to do this, Jon was able to get a view of this action, and it's inevitable conclusion as her panties were stripped and her crotch was left bare. He then felt as his legs were pulled up around her legs, and then finally as what felt like his dick was pulled and stretched against her cunt.
If Jon's dick hadn't been turned into cloth, he was sure it would have been extremely hard at the moment, but oddly enough being stretched against her crotch seemed to produce a similar sensation, leaving him with a distinct feeling of high-end arousal which being lashed to the body of a very nubile woman only hightened even further, if that was even possible.
Once her new panties were sucessfully in place, Sarah decided to do some more modelling. As she did her modelling, she couldn't help but be very aware of the fact that she was literally wearing a former male classmate and that he was holding her very closely in very intimate ways, and honestly, this aroused her and made her even happier with having done what she'd done.
When Sarah became aroused Jon noticed that his crotch was starting to get warm, and suddenly he realized that the nipples of the humongous mounds of flesh he was holding had suddenly hardened, and he was pushed to even higher levels of distraction, he could no longer pay any attention to what Sarah was doing any more than enough to comprehend the way he bobbing with her breasts and sliding against her crotch and legs every time she moved.
And somehow, when Sarah finally got around to getting rid of Jon's old clothes, Jon couldn't seem to muster up the brainpower to care.
