Tom stayed home as well. That was a given. He wasn’t going to go out in public in Kerry's body. He said goodbye to Kate from the hall, not wanting to go near the front door in case the neighbours were watching. He returned to the kitchen and looked over Michael's shoulder. “Anything interesting?”
“Here’s another story about the socks. In this one a bloke got turned into a woman then somehow lost the socks. He’s stuck as a woman for the rest of his life”
“I sure hope not”
Michael looked at his brother He poked Tom's breasts “Are you wearing a bra?”
Tom blushed “The girls suggested I’d be more comfortable wearing one”
“Huh! Next thing you’ll be wearing tampons! I never dreamed my big brother was a transvestite” He didn’t know how close to the truth he was. He certainly wasn't going to admit he was currently wearing a sanitary pad.
“That’s not fair. I didn’t do this on purpose”
“What? Are you saying that you didn’t put the socks on yourself and then put Kerry’s shoes on? And this after Kate had clearly explained how the socks worked?”
“We’ll I did but…”
“But nothing. You did it on purpose and don’t deny it. I must say your body is quite impressive but you really need to do something about your face. You won’t get any dates looking as you do. What should I call you now anyway? Tammy?"
“Fuck off Michael” Tom stormed off to the bedroom slamming the door shut.
Michael chuckled to himself and went back to reading the story.