The next day, Mike had decided to go clothes shopping, as he realized that most of his wife's clothing didn't even come close to fitting her new form. The only things that could were a thong he had bought for her on impulse and a tight pair of yoga pants that emphasized his curvaceous ass.
As Mike went down the street, he could feel stares coming from everywhere. He knew people were paying attention to his ass. And why wouldn't they? It was huge, jiggly, and just begging to be spanked. He bet the only reason they hadn't already was because they were turned off by his male upper half. That was soon to change, though.
Stepping into the clothing store, he began to look through women's leggings, almost chuckling at how tiny they were to his thighs by comparison. As he did so, he almost missed the next person to step into the store: a woman with gigantic breasts, kept in place with nothing but a tight bikini top. Any else, most likely, wouldn't have fit.
Knowing that she was likely one of the women he was going to find, Mike silently tailed her as she looked through the racks of bras and shirts, before picking a couple of huge ones and walking towards the changing room.
Just before the woman walked into one of the rooms, Mike ran right behind her, before hugging her by her tits. She gasped as her clothes disappeared, and began to moan loudly as her body started to shrink, save for her tits, which only seemed to be growing. Her body began to deflate as she moaned even louder and louder, and just as she climaxed, her voice grew distant as her body faded, leaving only her breasts that had grown one or two cup sizes as a result.
Mike continued to hug the floating tits, pushing them into his chest. He could feel the nerves begin to connect, through his shirt, and suddenly gasped as waves of pleasure ran through his body. He moaned as his new tits flailed wildly. They were so soft and jiggly, and he swore they were filled to the brim with milk. He didn't even have to get pregnant to lactate!
Looking in the changing room mirror, Mike admired his new G-cup tits, so round and luscious, only matched by his perfect ass. He took the clothes the woman had picked and held them up to his chest, noticing how they didn't seem to fit anymore. In fact, nothing in the store fit his new body, from shirts to pants. As he bought another string bikini to gird his new top, he made a mental note to wish for a new wardrobe that would fit him when he got back home.