Walking back to his mom Jon pleaded with her to bring him home. It was all getting a bit too much for him. The conflict between his teenage boy's mind and his womanly body was making it very difficult for him to relax. Being out in public dressed in a skirt and blouse felt so wrong to him even if the only notice people were paying him were admiring glances from some men and appreciative looks from some women.
Walking back to the car with his mom he was frustrated again to see the girl from the bathroom walking a few yards ahead on the sidewalk. Jon was admiring her fantastic looking butt but couldn't hold back the envious feeling he was also feeling. He was very aware of his own butt rocking back and forth as he walked with a womanly sway and the thought crept in that he wished he was younger and in possession of a butt similar to hers. Stopping his thoughts from going in that direction he once again admired her body as he would have done in the past, only this time it was his nipples hardening rather than his missing penis.
On arriving home, Jon went to his room to relax. Sadly he no longer had any of his video games or comics which was how he would usually relax. Instead he found some women's magazines as he his only source of entertainment. Kicking off his pumps in relief he lay down on his bed he began to read through the magazines. Like the previous night he found himself engrossed in the magazines both through his male brain enjoying some of the photos of the pretty models but also his growing interest in the fashion tips and lifestyle stories. Idly he was rubbing his nylon covered feet off each other and enjoying the sensual feeling. Turning over onto his front he lay the magazine in front of him and leaned on his elbows to continue reading.
After finishing another article he looked down and couldn't help but admire his cleavage. His bra cups were visible trough the opening in his blouse and his hand made it's way in to feel the material. His mom spared him anything too frilly and the bra he was wearing was fairly plain. He remembered his encounter in the bathroom earlier and began thinking of how sexy he thought the bra he caught a peek of was. He wondered if his magically changed wardrobe contained anything similar.
Exhausted from everything that was changing and depressed about the loss of his old life Jon decided to have an early night hoping that tomorrow might bring a solution but also slightly worried it might bring further personality changes. Getting up from his bed he started to undress. He opened his blouse, pulled it up from inside his skirt and removed it. He found the zipper on the side of his skirt and lowered it down beyond his wide hips. Removing the pantyhose carefully he took some time to look himself over in the mirror. He couldn't believe that the woman before him in only her underwear was him. She looked just like his mom physically but didn't carry herself as elegantly. Unsure of how to stand or what to do with his arms Jon raised them up and cupped his breasts. He had to admit it felt good despite how annoyed he was by the whole situation. Feeling how nice the material of the bra felt both to his hands on one side and to his breasts on the other he thought back yet again to the sexy bra he had seen earlier. This time he wasn't thinking at all about the girl in a sexual way but was instead fixated on the thoughts of how he might look in something similar.
Going over to the chest of drawers he opened the top drawer. This was wear he had always kept his boxer shorts and t shirts he slept in and sure enough it was now full of panties, bras and nightwear. Picking out a matching silk nightdress and pair of silk panties with lace around the edges he decided to get it out of the way. Maybe he could get rid of these thoughts by feeding his curiosity. Taking off the underwear he was currently wearing he inspected the new panties he had in his hand. They were a cream colour, made of very soft silk and had a fine lace detail around the edges. He pulled them on and noticed how they seemed to hold his butt tightly. When he had them on and adjusted the waist he noticed they had a small bow at the front in the middle.
Pulling the nightdress on over his head, Jon adjusted his breasts into the built in cups and turned towards the mirror for another look. He had to admit he looked great. His male brain was excited to be getting the chance to admire the woman before him. He wouldn't have been caught dead in an outfit like this in the past but had to admit it was a good fit for his new body and comfortable too.
Getting in under the covers Jon was amazed by the sensual feeling of his shaved legs on the soft bedsheets. He lay in bed for a while soaking up these new sensations before drifting off to sleep.
