Jon looks in the mirror, giving a light giggle as his breast bounce lightly. Turning the sink on and washing his hands, he cleans his face up and winks at himself. He always thought he was good looking, even without makeup! Grabbing the stone, he walks out.
Heading back out, he bumps into his father, who smiles warmly at him. "Good morning sweetie, how are you feeling today?" He ask, as a slightly saggy pair of D cups rest on his masculine chest. Wearing a long sweater that showed a bit of cleavage, and a bra to support them, Jon always knew he got his good looks from his father, being a Double D cup himself. With a normal pair of white panties covering his shaven vagina, Jon learned from an early age how to shave correctly. A pair of sweatpants sat over his child baring hips, that has given birth to one beautiful baby boy, and a handsome young lady. Finally a pair of open toed sandals, showing his baby blue painted toenails.
Jon smiles and hugs him. "I'm ok dad! Just woke up." He says groggily, as Zoe turns on her usual heavy metal music. The two boys both roll their eyes, then without a word split ways, as they both know how Zoe gets of a morning. Daniel, Jon's father, goes downstairs as the aroma of eggs and sausages fills the house. Jon's mother, Linda, had already left for work. Being a construction worker, she had to leave out rather early. Thankfully it was a Saturday, even tho it felt like Friday. Reality must've skipped a day!
As Jon enters his room, he flattens his shirt and looks in his full body mirror, he frowns a bit, looking at his hair. It was very soft and clean, but his hair dresser took 'short' to seriously. He looked like a chick! With a giggle, he holds the stone up.
