Walking back to the table from the bathroom Kyle was having a bit of an issue with how this new body of his filled out his clothes. The clothes he had been wearing before body swapping with Cassie had resized to fit his now female body but that wasn’t the issue. The shorts he had been wearing beforehand were now too tight and constrictive for his large butt and hips. “I can’t believe women wear their clothes this tight” Kyle fumed as each step he took he could feel every weave of denim against his thighs and at the same time his boxers rode up increasingly into his ass. The formerly loose white t-shirt Kyle had worn to the dinner wasn’t much better as it was now too small with Cassie’s generous bust and rode up tightly against his bra-less chest exposing his midriff “There has to be another way to do this” Kyle thought and almost immediately a thought came to his mind. Kyle knew that the remote had another option on the panel for just such a situation as this. A outfit swap button existed that would swap the current clothes he had on with another person and looking at the dinner table in front of him his idea suddenly took hold. The now male-looking Cassie got up from her chair and wandered over to the fridge with a glass in her hand to fill it with milk. A red dress was the last on his list for Kyle to wear but this opportunity presented itself to him right now and it would provide the freedom of movement and freedom from tightness that he desperately desired.
Taking the device in his left hand and firing it at Cassie from his hip without drawing attention Cassie was successfully targeted followed by himself a few seconds later. Walking back into the bathroom and leaning against the sink with his body to the mirror Kyle fingered his thumb over the outfit swap button, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath before pressing down on the button. The slight wave of dizziness returned but quickly dissipated. Already feeling like his legs were out in the open and a bit chilled from the A/C breeze emanating from the vent on the floor Kyle opened his eyes to a beholden sight.
There Cassie was or himself as Cassie when he had first arrived at the house. Kyle jumped back at the sight in fear but quickly regained his sense that the girl was himself now and that she wasn’t in the bathroom with him. Kyle in Cassie’s body was wearing the same knee-length red dress she had worn outside. The dress had thin shoulder straps reaching down to a very open top and reached just above the knees but was a bit restrictive around the legs almost like it was something a girl would visit a swanky bar dressed in but allowed a bit more air down below compared to what Kyle had been wearing before. Hefting his bust (a very enjoyable sensation) Kyle was relieved that he was now wearing a bra a black lacy one on inspection but the tightness underneath remained from what Kyle supposed was very tight cheeky underwear. On feeling the underwear Kyle shrugged “you win some you lose some” as he checked out the ballet flats he was wearing before returning his attention to his reflection in the mirror. Something completely beyond his character caused Kyle to giggle a very feminine giggle at his reflection in the mirror and smile a big grin at what he had done. Blowing kisses to himself again before spinning around in circles and modeling different poses Kyle was happy with himself. Knowing that he had spent too much time in the bathroom Kyle exited it and headed back to the table.