"Well, 'Jenny,' it looks like you'll need your own wardrobe; your tits are WAY too big to fit into my clothes."
'Jenny' (formerly Jim) just stood there, helpless to do anything but obey Sharon- or even to be physically transformed by her.
Jenny wasn't surprised when she felt a sharp tingle run through her body, as her hips widened and her features softened and she took on the appearance of a true female.
"They'll have to measure you," Sharon smiled as she jotted down a list. "Bras for girls your size have to be special-ordered.... probably from a tent company."
Sharon handed Jenny the list as Sharon went to pick out some clothes for Jenny to wear to the Mall. It was a long list.
1. Six French Maid outfits: Two each of the following styles: Sexy, Slutty and Scraps o' Lace.
2. Four sheer, lacy, tiny G-strings: two white, two pink.
3. Three pairs of paste-on tassels: pink, gold and red.
4. Fantasy lingerie costumes: Harem girl, nurse, cop, cheerleader-
That was as far as Jenny could read when Sharon came back. "Before giving you any more of my clothes, I want to try something."
Sharon looked at Jenny, and Jenny found herself dressed- in a sense. She had an electric blue microminiskirt- either that, or a pleated silk belt, she wasn't sure which. Her overstressed bra (but not her overflowing boobs) was just barely covered by a tight, sheer halter top.
Sharon smiled at the overall effect, and Jenny felt her tits growing out again. It was quite painful now, and the halter was stretched so tight Jenny could see where some seams in her bra were failing under the load.
"Better hurry to the mall, 'Jiggles,' " Sharon gave a laugh that told Jenny that she intended for that nickname to stick. "I don't know how long that bra will last- but I DO know that once it pops, you'll burst through your top, too."
And remember:
Tue Apr 11 16:38:40 2000