"Well I guess it's time for work!..."
Her voice was slightly deeper most wouldn’t be able to tell the difference but she… or was it now he could. It was still melodic and she bet she could still sing the girls in the choir under the table but she guessed she might now be able to give the guys a run for their money.
Looking down she examined her panties. They were destroyed; looking at her hips she could tell why, she didn’t have just some junk in her trunk…she was a hoarder. It wasn’t fat she noticed, she still had her toned stomach and arms and legs. That is just how the muscle and what little fat she had formed on her… right on her hips.
With a smile she said, “well I guess the first order of business is some shopping!!!!”
Jen decided against panties as she would have that problem with any she had. So she was going to go commando. For whatever reason she felt exilerated with the idea of going commando, she never wanted this before but now she didn’t wan’t anything different atleast until she found a cute pair.
Next she looked at her top, it had to dark wet spots on it right at her nipples. It was also baggy considering she now had generous A cups and her bra was useless. Deciding against squizing out the milk still in her nipples for now she removed the shirt and bra.
Looking through her wardrobe she wanted something fun but functional. Most of the clothes were close but not what she was after.
Sighing in defeat she found the closest thing to what she wanted to wear and put on a baby tee that was a few sizes to small. She used to where this as a freshmen on her cheer team it was black with “Trainee” written in bold on the front. It was anything but loose and it showed a lot of midriff. Next she looked lower and could still see her penis hanging below the hemline of her skirt. It twitched as she noticed it and a smile crept on her face.
“not now. I must save that for later.” She said as she regained some of her composure.
Pulling her skirt she found it was trapped on her hips. They were just so big.
Looking over to her desk she grabbed the scissors and decided that cutting it off would have to suffice.
With a snip her skirt fell to the ground. She needed something to cover her lower half but she didn’t know if she had anything.