"Oh wow Jon! This is fascinating. I change two little pieces of clothing in my hand and not only do you change to fit, you change to match." Karyn exclaimed as she examined her handiwork. Jon's petite stature was obvious from her declaration of a size 2 dress. So too the major rack that a 38-D presents on such an otherwise tiny woman. But it was the other changes that rippled from these stated changes that were most interesting.
What had started out as boxer shorts on the original male Jon and changed to cotton panties at size 6 was now a vibrant red satin thong that completely exposed Jon's firm round cheeks while attracting the eye and leaving just enough to the imagination to capture the desire to peel that last little scrap of clothing away.
Jon's hands drew Karyn's attention to the low cut matching red satin under wire bra that lifted and squeezed Jon's massive mammaries into an impressive valley of cleavage between two creamy smooth mounds that jiggled and bounced with Jon's every movement.
Last but not least, Karyn was momentarily surprised that while Jon had gotten shorter again, he hadn't gotten as short as she'd expected, after all a size 2 should be at or a little under five feet. And speaking of "feet", Karyn glanced down at Jon's feet and spotted the explanation. Jon's slipper's had become bedroom heels. Jon now teetered on three and a half inch open toed heels decorated with red fluffy feathers like a tiny boa.
"Oh my Gawd! Look at you. You're a sex kitten! Incredibly full lips, high cheek bones, and what looks like a hint of Asian ancestry around the eyes. And your suitcase! Look at this!" Karyn exclaimed as she pulled item after item from Jon's suitcase; A turquoise silk blouse, an impossibly short black miniskirt, a pink satin teddy, and shoes! There were five pairs of shoes! Everyone of them had three to four inch heels, one pair with a thick platform sole even had a five inch heel.
"You know, you need to be careful not to wear heels all the time or your tendons will shorten and you won't be able to wear flats or go barefoot, but I guess a girl your height needs the heel more than she needs to go barefoot. Judging from the fact that even your slippers have heels I suspect that they only come off when you're in bed, and maybe not even then." Karyn leered and laughed. "Let me see you walk!"
"I'm not going to ..." Jon started to object.
"Oh God! The perfect condiment to your delicious presentation." Karyn shrieked in delight upon hearing Jon's voice. It was very soft with a whisper like breathiness while also cartoonishly high in pitch. "With a voice like that you could yell FIRE in a crowded theater and absolutely no one would pay attention to you. Well, you'd get plenty of attention, but no one would listen to you."
"Change me this instant!" Jon squeaked.
"Oh ho! So little girl, you want a change do you?" Karyn laughed and held forth Jon's bra. "How much bigger do you want to be?"
Jon stepped forward and tried to snatch the bra from Karyn's outstretched hand, but Karyn snatched it away and backed up, leaving Jon bouncing and jiggling. Trying to catch Karyn off guard, Jon ran for the bra as Karyn back peddled just beyond reach. Between Jon's mincing little steps and the bouncing jiggling jugs on his chest, Karyn had no trouble keeping tantalizingly close but just out of reach until she backed into the bed and Jon caught her.
