Af John : Wearing the G-string

He took a deep breath before saying, "pass it over. 1 picture, then I get the medallion, right?" Julie nodded. John took the underwear, if it could be called that, from Julie and went into the fitting room. "I really needed a smoke right now" he thought, before he realized that he wouldn't have that urge in about 35 minutes.
He took off his sweatpants and hung them on the hook on the door. Looking in the mirror, he saw what Sara was talking about earlier. He was pretty hot in just the oversized t-shirt. His boobs felt pretty big and when he looked in the mirror they looked big. What did Robin know with her DD breast? They were only that big after her 2 pregnancies anyway. She started a B cup.
John grabbed the G-string from the bench and looked at it. String was a good assessment of what these things were. He knew how they looked on a woman, and was not looking forward to putting it on. But he had to, so he could change back. He looked at the thing, but it had no label. It had the words/picture, "I heart dick" in front. While muttering about what he would do to Julie when this was done, he put one leg in and then the other. On pulling them up, it was as invasive as he thought it would be. Why would women want to put up with a string in that area, he will never know. He let the shirt back down and opened the door. Sara and Julie came in, but only Julie had her phone out.
"John,lift up your shirt so I can see that you have the G string on," demanded Julie.
"This is why I don't like you, Julie," replied John lifting up his shirt so the picture could be taken.
"He looks good in that mini G-string. It really shows that his dick is gone. John, can you turn around?"
"Why?"
"So I can see which angle I want to take this picture," replied Julie. Sara just shrugged at her father. With an eye roll he slowly turned around. "While you have a great ass, I think the front is best. Please spread your legs a little," teased Julie. John complied as Julie took the picture and said, "Thank you."
"Fuck you Julie. I'll take the medallion now."
"I will give it to you, let's get you home so you can change."
"Finally, something we agree on," replied John as he started to take off the G string, but Julie caught one of his hands before saying, "If you take those off, I'll won't give you the Medallion. After that little tiff back there, I've changed the deal."
"Dad, just wear them home. The sooner you get back, the sooner you can just change back to yourself." John sighed and grabbed his sweatpants, "I'm getting out of these the moment we get home. These things are not comfortable." And with that the trio went back to John's.