Jon started to think to himself about how he could fight this. Sure, he might be physically turning into his mom's twin but so far his personality had not changed much. It was only when he let his guard down that he had started to behave more femininely, like watching soap operas or reading fashion articles.
He was determined to fight the changes as much as he could. Excusing himself to go to the bathroom to give himself some time to think alone he made his way back inside. In his heart he wanted to go into the men's room but knew with the way he looked he would have to use the ladies. Finding one of the two stalls empty he made his way in and hung his purse on the back of the door. Deciding he might as well take the opportunity to use the facilities he pulled up his skirt and then pulled down his pantyhose. He was momentarily embarrassed to see the silky panties he was wearing but reminded himself that this was now considered normal.
His natural instinct was to stand at the bowl and go but as he went to grab his penis he was quickly reminded that this was no longer an option. Reluctantly he turned around and placed his larger, female butt on the toilet seat and let nature take it's course.
His mind was working overtime with all the changes that had happened to him. He wondered if he would ever get used to the weight of the breast on his chest or the empty feeling in his crotch. Not to mention the different wardrobe he now possessed. The constricting feeling of the bra on his chest or the tight panties and pantyhose he now found himself in.
Finishing his business and hearing the toilet in the next stall flush brought him back to reality. Not wanting his mom to come looking for him he cleaned himself up and pulled back up his panties, reminded once again of his changes by the way the panties hugged his smooth crotch. Grabbing his purse he exited the stall to wash up. To his surprise the girl he had been admiring outside was standing at the wash basins touching up her makeup. Approaching the sink next to her Jon made eye contact with her in the mirror and flashed her a smile which she returned.
His teenage mind was in overdrive. Despite his new body he was still very attracted to the girl. Looking himself over in the mirror he was sadly reminded that he was wasting his time as he now appeared old enough to be her mother. For her part, the girl was being friendly and began making idle chit chat with Jon. She was fixing her hair and mentioned how she found it so hard to get it to sit right. She complimented Jon's hairstyle which stirred old emotions in him but the physical reactions were very different to what he was used to. Feeling his nipples tighten up Jon did his best to keep the conversation going. He laughed and told the girl that he loved her hair. He tried to make it sound flirty but with his new voice and new appearance it just came across as one woman complimenting another.
Reapplying her lipstick the girl reached in front of Jon to grab a tissue from the dispenser on the wall beside him. As she did this her breasts slightly grazed his arm and he got a pretty good look down her top. He could see the lace edge of the bra she was wearing and he wondered what he would look like in something similar. Shaking his head he watched her walk out of the restroom and he sighed. He still wanted to fight the changes that were still going on but realised it was going to be harder and harder. Maybe his mom was right but he wasn't going to go down easy.
He made his way out of the restroom to where his mom was waiting for him having paid the bill.
