What comes next?

"... why don't we get you used to is? But first... I wish I had a bra that fit me and that I was wearing it right now." Almost instantly the discomfort from her lack of a bra was lifted, quite literally. A couple of moments later Jon was sporting a similar garment. "Well that *does* feel better, though I think I prefer my own body..." Jon was then about to change when Karyn interrupted him, her, whichever. "Wait! Why don't you come with me to the mall? Just for some window-shopping, nothing too bad, please?" "But, I..." Jon tried to come up with a good reason not to go, "But it's so boring!" Karyn smiled, "Not this time it won't be! But you can't look exactly like me, people already know I don't have a twin... maybe a cousin?" "Huh? Oh, no way! I am not going as a girl!" "Oh, come on Jon! It's not like it would hurt anything!" 'Except my ego...' "Fine, but no one can know it's me, so don't keep calling me Jon, okay?" Karyn smiled critically, "Alright, what should I call you? And how about if you change that hair so it's more of an orangish-blonde, and maybe make it shorter." Jon concentrated and the changes came, "How about Joan for whenever I'm a girl. But isn't there someplace *else* we could go, other than the mall?" Karyn raised an eyebrow, "Like where?" "Hmmm..."