John wobbled a bit, even though he was hanging to the kitchen counter.
"How did all this happen!?" He exhaled furiously, reaching the end of the counter, letting go to walk back to the front room. Each stepped was terrifying for John, as the heels height of 5 inches, and his toes were lifted up 3 inches as well, and the odd shape, with the tip of the heel being tiny, getting bigger the closer to his foot it got, the one under his toes following a similar pattern, being 2 inches narrower than his foot.
He stuck his arms out in and effort to balance, but ultimately, it failed, he fell over, lading with a hard thud.
"Damn shoes" he said, spinning around of the floor, swinging his legs in front of him as he sat up. Folding his legs up in front of them, bringing his feet closer to him, disturbed by how little his 'pants' now covered, as he could see most of his shin. Stumbling around the buckle around his ankle, he undid it, and slipped his feet out of them, and discarded them. Lowered his head, he saw something, on his abdomen, it was shiny. Reaching for it, it was a piercing.
John tried plucking it, put the more he pulled, the more it hurt, "I have worse matters at the moment," he said standing up, and moving up stairs, trying to pull the tank top over his midriff, but it would stretch beyond his bottom ribs, the gold piercing gloating by reflecting light into his eye.
Reaching his room, he quickly peeled the tank top off, and tossed it on the floor. And attempted the same this with the capri's, but found it harder, the tighter leg wear fixed to his thighs, but finally got it off by rolling it down his legs. John dropped onto the bed, noting anther change to his attire, his boxers were gone, and replaced by ridiculous hot pink underwear, 'his' panties having frills around the top, but were incredible tight, outlining his manhood, and butt cheeks, each almost leaking out, in addition, his chest was encased in a bra, it was thin material, but just as tight, but only covered half of his chest.
Next to his bed, the bedside cabinet had a mirror on with an array of make up. Looking in it, he realized how much he was wearing, his lips were a deep red, his cheeks were lighted, and his eyes were heavily covered.
"Who could have the time to set up a prank like this?" he said in shock and frustration, opening the wardrobe, he saw all of his clothes had been replaced.
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