After a couple more minutes of exploring their new bodies, Kevin and Claire decided to get dressed and go out to the resort.
“Oh Kevin, heheyaha,” Claire squealed and honked her nose as she looked through the closet’s full of clown clothes provided by the resort, “it’s all so cute! I can’t decide what to pick, heheyaha.” Honk!
“Let’s just pick out each other’s clothes, heheyaha,” Kevin said, then honked his own nose.
After rummaging through the closets, they both picked out what they thought would fit their spouse’s new appearance. Kevin guffawed as he pulled a pair of blue with red polka dot boxers up his waist; he knew they’d suit his girth better than speedos. Next, he pulled on a pair of ankle length red-and-white striped socks, the blue pants just barely wide enough to hold his beer belly. Over his ordinary tee shirt, he put on a baggy yellow collared shirt, red bordered blue vest and a puffy blue bow tie. Finally, he slipped his enormous clown feet into a pair of pancake-toed clown shoes with blue wingtips and yellow saddles.
Claire took a little longer; she put on a pair of pink bloomers and yellow socks, and yellow-orange baby doll dress and a white apron with ‘Baby Clown on Board” written in pink that emphasized her baby bump. Finally, taking a pair of pink scrunches, she pulled her pink hair into a pair of curly twin tails that almost made her seem like a loppy eared rabbit, before sliding into a pair of bubble-toed yellow clown Mary-Janes.
Taking a moist towelette from the dresser, Claire rubbed her husband’s pink bald pate, then placed a tiny, red-banded yellow derby on his forehead.
The auguste clown couple looked at each other and laughed; they both looked SSSSOOOO funny. Then Claire picked up her purse and waddled to the door. Like a gentleman, Kevin opened the door and honked his nose. Claire honked back, and they exited to explore the resort.