Not knowing what to do, Jon paced back and forth in Sarah's room trying to formulate a plan that was somewhat do-able. Since Sarah disappeared to God-knows-where with the (possibly malfunctioning) stone she didn't have that many ideas on getting it back. Not to mention the fact that Sarah could simply grow tired of playing cat and mouse and wish Jon into a rubberband, so coming up with a solid plan against someone holding infinite power was going to be tricky. But no matter what, she needed to do something quick before Sarah's parents got home or some other unforeseeable event occurs that she could get trapped in.
On top of that every step that Jon took was a reminder of her more immediate problem as her constant pacing resulted in the rhythmic bouncing of her unsupported mammaries.
"Shit, no wonder Karyn was complaining so much about these. I can barely think with these things jiggling around so much." Jon strolled over to a full length mirror and got a good look at herself. The girl that stared back at her looked an awfully lot like Sarah, in fact if she was viewed from the backside or at an angle she could easily be mistaken for her. The only real difference from Sarah was that her face still resembled Jon's except it was now much softer and feminine looking. Essentially it looked like someone tore his face off, dipped it in estrogen and then put it back onto Sarah's body.
As for her clothes, she was still wearing the same things that she had on before the change except now it was ill-fitting and uncomfortable. With that in mind Jon looked around the room and saw two dressers and a walk-in closet loaded down with clothes. She mostly had the exact same type of body as Sarah's so she must have roughly the same measurements.
"I might as well be comfortable if I'm going to be like this for awhile. Besides, I can't walk around braless and in guys clothing without getting unwanted attention when I leave here."
Jon hurriedly walked over to the dressers and searched the drawers for underwear, knowing that Sarah could come back or her parents could come home from work any minute. She hit paydirt when she opened the second drawer to reveal some expensive looking bras and panties. She threw one of each onto the bed and then stripped off her male clothes. Her shirt came off first, letting her plump breasts see the light of day for the first time. Jon tried to ignore looking at them, the idea of looking down and seeing something that she usually looked up on the internet to masturbate to was a little too much for her to handle at the moment. She took the bra, placed both her breasts into a cup and after some trial and error fastened the hooks in the back. The bra fit well on Jon since it was specifically fitted to Sarah, unfortunately Jon wasn't too knowledgeable about bras and she had picked a push-up bra by mistake. Now her breasts looked bigger, jutted out from her body more, and formed a very nice line of cleavage. Not knowing any better Jon just assumed that all bras did this and was just happy to not be bouncing around anymore. Next she slid on the form fitting panties and was surprised at how comfortable the tight undergarment was.
Already feeling a little better she then stepped into the walk in closet and picked out the first set of clothes that didn't want to make her vomit. The closet was pretty big and subdivided by apparel so she couldn't quite find what she was looking for in the short amount available. Therefore instead of blue jeans she settled for a tasteful denim skirt, instead of a t-shirt she settled for one of the many pink tops with a plunging neckline, and instead of sneakers she grabbed a pair of sandals with one inch heels. She quickly threw on all of the clothes and exited the closet. A quick check in the mirror revealed a girl that didn't look out of place or call too much attention to herself, with the exception of her "mega boobs" and cleavage that the push-up bra gave her of course.
Seeing that she was ready to be seen in public, Jon grabbed a paper shopping bag from one of those expensive clothing stores in the mall and shoved his old clothes inside of it. She was just about to leave when she suddenly heard the front door close and the sound of footsteps walk across the linoleum floor of the kitchen towards the stairs leading up to Sarah's bedroom.
"Shit," cursed Jon. She looked quite a bit like Sarah but she would never pass for her. She would have alot of explaining to do to whoever was walking up those steps.
Franticly she tossed the bag of her male clothes under the bed and was about to hide in the walk-in closet when she caught sight of something sitting on the night stand that gave her an idea. It was a bottle labeled "Mud Bath Facial Mask," something that Jon's mother used every now and then to "cleanse pores," "rejuvenate skin," or whatever else it was advertised to do.
"Sarah! Sarah, are you in your room," echoed a voice from the entrance of the hallway.
Jon grabbed the bottle and ran over to the nearest mirror. She squeezed a large sample of the brown goop into her hand and applied large gobs of it onto her face. She coated her face with thick amounts of the goop to obscure her facial features, she figured that since her face was the only thing keeping her from looking totally like Sarah she could just hide it behind a mask of this skin cream.
She could already feel the stuff on her face congealing and making a mask when the door to the room opened.
"Sarah?"
