Jon's first priority was to get out of those heels. She walked over to the car, setting the remote, the rock, and Karyn the brassiere on the hood. Opening the trunk, she pulled out Karyn's suitcase and opened it. Inside she found her friend's walking shoes. She slipped off the heels and tossed them into the trunk. The bunny ears soon followed.
Jon looked down at the Playboy outfit she was wearing and decided that it wasn't the best thing for setting up a campsite. However, none of her own clothes would fit this new body. So, she searched through Karyn's stuff until she found a pair of jeans and a t-shirt that she liked. She eyed Karyn's underwear, wondering what type she had on under the leopard. For that matter, was she wearing any at all. Deciding to play it safe, she took a pair of bikini panties out before closing the case.
Moving to the side of the car away from the road, she opened the front and back doors, moving between them for cover. She quickly stepped out of the Playboy outfit, tossing it into the back seat. Not surprised to find that she didn't have on a bra, she checked out her panties. They were thong-type, so she decided to replace them with the pair from Karyn's suitcase.
Before slipping on Karyn's underwear, she took a moment to explore herself. It was a different feeling than she was used to, and she had to force herself to stop and pull the panties on, taking a moment to feel herself one more time through the silk before putting on the jeans. The jeans were a little tight, but fit her okay.
Now came the moment she had been waiting for. She reached through the opening of the door and the car and picked Karyn up from the hood. She held her up and examined her from several angles, wondering if she was aware of what Jon had done to her. "Well, Karyn," she said with a smile. "I've put you on before, but never like this."
She pulled the bra around her body like she had watched Karyn do that time they had gone skinny dipping up at Lake Dulcimer, with the hooks in the front. After connecting the hooks, she pulled it around her body and slipped her arms through Karyn's straps. She adjusted her new boobs into the cups and ran her hands over the lacy material of her friend's new form. "There you go, Karyn. What do you think of my tits now?"
Finally, she slipped the t-shirt over her head and tucked it into the jeans. She could still see the outline of Karyn through the material, and wondered how things felt from Karyn's point of view. Smiling, she went back to the trunk and began to unload the camping gear.
For the next hour or so, Jon went about setting up the camp. It probably took longer than it had to, but Jon knew that Karyn's inanimate condition had nothing to do with that. Jon would have had to do most of the work anyway. Karyn just wasn't very handy. She figured that her new less muscular form was the main reason it took so long. That and the fact that Karyn keep cutting into her, and she kept having to stop and readjust her friend's fit. She wondered if that was normal, or if somehow the girl inside the bra was doing it.
Finally, she had everything set up, and she stood with her hands on her hips and looked around. "Not bad," she said, adding with a smile, "For a girl."
"So, what have we got here?" The voice had come from behind her, and she spun around to face...
