Mark had just stepped into his room and looked around. It looked mostly normal, though he saw a pair of white panties hanging on his hamper where his boxers would normally be. Along with a skirt and a shirt. So the princess dress wasn’t the little girl’s main clothing. Good to know. While people saw it fine being on him, it was a little embarrassing. Though before he could do anything else, he heard some raised voices and peaked outside.
His mom and sister were arguing.
“I don’t want to get a training bra!” Carly , his 12 year old sister cried. “I heard they are itchy and boys make fun of girls for it!” She was a typical girly girl, with lots of pink clothes or stuff with flowers on it. Her long brown hair reached the center of her back, different from your new girl hair in pigtails.
“You’re beginning to develop, sweetie.” Your mother, Mary, told her calmly. “I know it’s not what you want to do this evening, but you’re turning into a young woman and you need them.”
“But I want to hang out with my friends!”
“You can hang out with your friends another day.”
Mark saw a perfect opportunity to test things. He could swap Friends with Carly, though he wondered what hanging out with a bunch of 12 year olds would be like. He was 16. Though if Carly was so adamant about her breasts, maybe Mark could swap those with her? She could have the young girl’s chest he had and have a couple years for it to develop.
Then there was his mom. Should he swap something with her while they were both distracted? She was a looker and Mark could boss around his bratty younger sister if he wanted to.
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