It didn't take long for them to realize that Sam and Joan would need clothes. So, they decided on a trip to the mall.
"You don't expect me to go with you guys, do you?" Jim asked. "That's the last thing I want to do, go shopping for clothes."
"No, of course not," Sean said. "But we do need one thing from you."
"What's that?"
"Your credit card."
"My what?" Jim asked.
"You think I've got any money? You're the father of these k1ds, so you're responsible for taking care of them, and that includes clothing them."
"Fine, all right," Jim conceded, handing it over. "As long as it gets you three out of my hair for a while."
And, so the three people with Sean's mind (Sean, Sam, and Joan) went to the mall with Jim's credit card. As they entered the mall, the first clothing shop they saw was a lingerie store.
"Well, I guess we should go in here," Joan said to the other two. "I mean, I guess I'm gonna need some underwear after all." That sounded reasonable to Sean and Sam, so in they went, not having any idea that the sexy, lacy underwear on display here was totally not the sort of underwear worn by the typical high school girl.
So, they looked around and Joan found herself trying to decide what to buy. It all looked so girly... but that was the point, wasn't it? And as she looked at the bras, she suddenly realized she had no idea what size would fit her. Fortunately, a sales clerk came forward and asked, "May I help you?"
"Yeah, I, uh, don't know what size I am," Joan told her.
"Let's find out then," the clerk told her and whipped out a tape measure. Then, measuring under Joan's breasts, she came up with a result of 34. Then, measuring across Joan's breasts, the clerk was able to determine that Joan was a C-cup, so a 34 C bra should fit her.
"Now, do you have any idea what style you would be interested in?" the clerk asked.
Joan hesitated, so Sam piped in, "Something sexy, right?" And then noticing what was on display on another rack, he added, "Oh, thongs! You've got to get some thongs."
The clerk smiled and led the three past the simple, basic, practical bras and towards the sexier garments. Joan was quickly introduced to a variety of sexy lacy bras of all colors, with matching thong panties. "Hmmm, I don't know," Joan said as she thought about the indignity of wearing such items. After all, she still thought of herself as a guy, thought of herself as Sean, but she realized that she would have to adapt to her new situation, so maybe these undies would be okay, and yet...
"Would you like to try them on?" the clerk asked, which was unusual as most underwear shops have a strict policy against that, but this shop seemed to go against that trend.
"Hell yeah, she would," Sam said. "And you don't mind if we watch do you?"
Joan shrugged. A normal girl would have female modesty. But after all, Sam and Sean *were* her, sort of, so it wouldn't hurt if they saw her changing. So, they went to the changing room, but it was actually too small for all three to fit, so the guys stood just outside as she changed. Then, after she had put on a black lacy bra and the matching thong, she came out to see what they thought, posing to model her underwear for them.
"Wow, that is so awesome," Sam said, as a noticeable bulge began to grow in his pants.
Sean saw Sam's reaction and whispered, "Dude, you shouldn't be getting a boner, that's your sister!"
Sam just whispered back, "Yeah, but you feel the same way, right? And that's even sicker because she's your daughter!"
"Yeah, but at least I'm not getting a boner," Sean said. Of course, he couldn't anymore, but that was beside the point.
"So what do you think?" Joan asked, oblivious to their conversation.
"You look great," Sam said. "You should definitely get those!"
"I agree," Sean said.
Joan modeled the other sexy undies, and the boys' reaction was the same each time. The only items she didn't model were the peephole bra with matching crotchless panties. But since the other items fit, she assumed they would too. And so, she had a nice stack of underwear to take up to the register, where Sean paid for them all with Jim's credit card.
"Okay, that's my underwear taken care of," Joan said. "What's next?"
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