Jonnie-Girl

"What do you want to wear?" "Nothing!" Jon snapped, edging away from Kyle. "Just leave me alone!" "Nothing?" Kyle asked with a raised eyebrow. Instantly Jon's clothes vanished and he laughed as Jon yelped and tried to cover his new equipment. "A bit slutty for you, Jonnie. Not that I'm complaining..." "No," Jon said, blushing tremendously. "That's not what I meant!" He (she?) grabbed the blanket off his bed and pulled it over his lap. "So eager to get under the covers?" Kyle grinned. "You *are* a slut, Jonnie-girl!" "I'm not a girl," Jon grumbled through clenched teeth. "Change me back now." "Hmm," Kyle pretended to think. "No." This was turning him on far too much to stop now. He focused a moment, and then smiled as Jon's chest ballooned outward, forming two nice, large, round boobs. "H-hey, what gives?" Jon stuttered as he watched his breasts form with wide eyes. "I thought you'd only change my bottom half!" "I thought you wouldn't turn me into a fucking girl," Kyle growled. "Face it, *sweety*, you deserve every bit of this and then some. Now, why don't you jiggle those wonderful boobs for me?"