"Hey! Someone is feeling more comfortable already." Pete said humorously. Jon didn't understand what he was talking about until he looked up to see that Pete's normally scrawny arms were now noticeably more muscular.
"That was an accident," Jon retorted, curtly. Pete noticed that his arms slowly returned to their normal size as the group continued their walk through the mall. In his head, Pete was happy to know that Jon was comfortable enough to change him but he noticed something distinctly off about Jon. His usually happy self slowly appeared more and more miserable as they walked from store to store.
"Are you feeling okay?" Pete asked with a sound of genuine concern in his voice.
"I don't know. Everything about this has been weird and uncomfortable, but now it feels like I'm coming down with a cold on top of it." As he spoke, Jon clasped his hands across his new stomach.
"That time of the month?" Pete quipped. He wasn’t genuine with his statement but hearing it hit Jon like a ton of bricks.
"Fuck you!" Jon yelled as he hit Pete with his hand, annoyed at the unexpected lack of force produced by his new body. Jon didn't want to admit it, but maybe Pete was right. He didn't own a single female outfit but there was a substantial chance he was about to spend an uncomfortable amount of time trying to learn how to insert a tampon. Jon buried his face in his hands in embarrassment.
"Hey, hey, hey. I was joking, alright? If that is what is happening, I'm here to do whatever I can to help! Do you want to find your mother and see if she can give some advice.
"Maybe" Jon responded, defeated. "After we get some clothes really quick, though. I'd rather deal with it at home if that is a possibility. I don't know how quickly these things happen but I think it's possible to have cramps before the bleeding starts." Jon hated the fact that those words came out of his mouth but somewhere deep inside he knew that this was now a permanent part of his life.
Pete grabbed Jon by the shoulders and forced Jon to look him in the eye. "Hey. I'm here for you. We're going to get everything you need as fast as possible, we're going to run out of here, and then we're going to spend the rest of the day doing whatever makes you feel comfortable. Does that sound like a plan?"
Part of Jon thought Pete was now treating him like a child, but he didn't want to start a fight. Pete was right, he wanted to get everything he needed and leave.
"Ohhhh, I know where we are going first!" Jon's mother appeared from a nearby store while pointing to a sign in the distance. To both Jon and Pete's dismay, the store turned out to be a Victoria's Secret outlet.
The couple reluctantly entered the store and were greeted by a cute saleswoman with a broad smile on her face. "I know those looks! First day?"
"Yeah..." Pete responded as he awkwardly looked at the floor. Jon was happy that Pete took the lead.
"Oh, don't be shy you two. This is one of the most important days of your entire life! Here, go into changing room B and I'll bring you a nice selection!"
Defeated, Jon and Pete's made their way into the changing room and waited for the saleswoman to return. After a few minutes, the woman handed them an assorted array of items before leaving with a sly wink in Jon's direction.
Jon and Pete sifted through the clothes, bewildered. It was the first time either of them had laid their hands on women's underwear. Before them were a dozen bras, a small pile of panties, 4 loose-cut T-shirts and five pairs of sweatpants. Jon grabbed the sweatpants first, as they appeared to be the least feminine items in the room. Suddenly, Jon was lost in his own mind, thinking about all of the times he had admired his female classmates, not realizing the types of pressures he had to undergo as a result of men like him. Jon always had a soft spot for women in loose fitting sweat clothes and looking at a comfortable pair of female sweats brought a small smile to his face.
Suddenly, Jon heard an uncharacteristically high yelp from Pete. Turning around, the friends each noticed something odd about the other. Jon witnessed Pete holding a lacy black bra designed for someone with bigger breasts than Jon, or, at least, bigger breast than Jon had a minute ago. Looking down revealed that Jon's shirt was as full as it could get before becoming a problem. On the other hand, Pete was in a much weirder predicament. He was confident it wasn't noticeable on the outside, but he could feel a distinct void in his pants that wasn't there before and he could feel his ass starting to reform into a feminine pear shape.
"Seriously Pete? Can you pick clothes for a more reasonably sized body?" Jon responded, annoyed.
"Are you serious! I don't have a penis anymore!" Pete yelped.
"Wait, what?"
"I'm not joking, what were you just looking at?"
"This." Jon held up the yoga pants, forgetting that his last thought was how attractive he found women in them.
"Jon. I think you're changing me into a girl!" Pete's voice was now even higher.
"That's silly. As much as I hate this situation, I've accepted that it's happening and I'm trying to participate. How could I have possibly turned you into a female? What, just because I think sweatpants and hoodies are attractive on women?" It's not like I made you wear that sports bra over there." Jon gestured to a navy-blue sports bra that reminded him of something he once saw Karen wearing.
"That's exactly the .... FUCKING PROBLEM." As Pete spoke, his chest started to balloon out into feminine breasts and he started to lose muscle definition across his body. "We both turn into each other’s ideal partner, that’s how it works. I thought you wanted a heterosexual relationship!"
"I do! Frankly, I wish I was the guy in the relationship, but I didn't do anything to intentionally turn you into a woman."
"It doesn't matter if you ask for the change to occur, all that matters is that we both take the form of each other’s ideal mate." I've always wanted to date a beautiful woman like you and, well, I guess you've always wanted to date a beautiful woman as well." There was a distinct sound of regret and panic in Pete's voice.
"Pete, man, I'm sorry! I can't control what my mind wants but I’ll try to reign it in. Maybe it’s just because I haven’t had a chance to check out any guys in my new body yet. We can fix this!”
As the conversation continued, Jon watched as Pete's short hair slowly reached down to shoulder length and the rest of his features softened to better match the rest of his changes. Jon genuinely felt bad for Pete, but he was conflicted on how much he wanted to try to change Pete back into a man. Jon was willing to try to be the woman in the relationship but the thought of a hot lesbian relationship didn’t sound like the end of the world either.
