“Hmmm,” Judy pondered a moment. “I think it’s dress up time for both of us!”
Judy spun around and swung the door open. All the while, Jim couldn’t help but notice how her large, free-swinging breasts bounced around wildly with every movement she made.
She raced out into the hallway and shouted, “Be right back, Sweetie!”
Jim sat waiting anxiously for her to return for what felt like 10 minutes. To pass the time, he examined his toddler body some more. After some consideration, he decided that his best estimate for his age now was 18 months. Although he didn’t want to consider it, he realized that 18 months was also about the same age that he was first potty trained. He worried a moment. Would that mean that he wasn’t potty trained anymore? Would he be able to control himself? Would he have to wear... gulp... diapers?
Suddenly, Judy appeared in the door again and let out a triumphant, “Ta da!”
She was wearing a pair of tight jeans. Jim guessed that they belonged to their mother as their older sister didn’t have hips quite that shapely. For a top, she wore a tight fitting purple and white stripped sweater. That was one of their sister’s favorite tops, but her chest was nothing compared to Judy’s now. The thin stripes on the sweater accentuated her breasts nicely, showing off the size of her new assets. The low neckline on her sweater displayed just the slightest hint of cleavage. Beneath the sweater, Jim suspected that she was wearing one of their mother’s bras, since her chest was a bit less jiggly than before. Finishing off the ensemble was a simple pair of flip flop sandals.
“So,” she said after giving him a minute to check her out, “Am I hot or what?”
“Judy...” he began.
“Oh, wait!” she said, cutting him off. “Here’s the best part. You know how Mom hates to throw any clothes away? I think I was able to dig something out of the closet that might fit you.”
She held up the garment in front of him. It was...