Back to the lounge

As soon as I enter the room I could tell he was in a good mood, the whole atmosphere was just filled with positivity. Jason was focused on his phone as it dinged nonstop with notifications. He looked up and his eyes almost popped out of his head seeing me in just a towel. I shrugged "I left my hoodie here and don't really have other clothes that fit." He looked me up and down for a second. "Not even a shirt?" I let out a huff at the suggestive tone he said that with. "My room is on the other side of the house, you dingus." He looked both ways before turning beet red as he remembered the layout before giving a sheepish sorry. I guess not all the blood is back in his head yet… But his mood quickly returns to upbeat when his phone goes off again. "Hey Alex, check this out!" He hands me the phone and I can see his friend's group chat has been going off since he posted our video in there. There's a bunch of congratulations about finally bagging someone, a bunch more gross talk about him and me, but one of them even sent a short apology to Jason. Huh. That's the last thing I would have expected from them. "Looks like the plan worked. Now they're off your case you just have to deal with Mom and Dad." Jason laughed at that. "I'm used to it by now. But… thank you for doing that. Really." It was a tender, sincere moment between us, not helped at all by my response. "Oh, yeah. My pleasure." As soon as the words left my mouth I clammed up. "I mean, help you. I mean, with your problem. Fuck, I mean the problem with your friends." I just buried my face in my hands as I felt how hot and red my face was going. When it comes to saying the right thing, today is just not my day. By this point, Jason is absolutely losing it, that kind of laugh when after a while you run out of air and you're just sort of convulsing. "It's okay man, I mean sis." He has another chuckle. "I mean it though. When I sent that video it's like a weight lifted off me." I heard my phone ding from the other room. "I sent it to you too." Wait, what? "Why would you send it to me?" Jason went to respond before stopping, scrunching up his face as if he hadn't even considered it. "I don't know. I… I don't know? I just thought you might want it?" He seemed nervous in his response like he was worried to say the wrong thing. "It's fine, I guess…" Kind of weird to have porn of yourself, although I guess I'm not technically myself. But it is kind of weird to have porn of your brother. But it was also sort of mine? I've only been a girl for half a day and this shit is already so complicated.

On the way through the lounge, I grab my discarded hoodie and head into the kitchen, and grab my phone off the table. The notification has a preview in which I can see myself knelt down with Jason's cock resting on my face. Gazing at the image, my finger hovers over it as I consider whether or not to open it. It seems to take a lot more effort than it should but I swipe to the side removing the notification and leaving the message unopened. It's not like it's going anywhere. Looking back, I still wonder if you made the right call. Well, I was planning on trying something with a guy anyway, and the look on Jason's face did make me feel great, plus it was kind of fun. But I just worry about what will happen going forward. With a quick peek back towards the lounge to make sure the coast is clear, the towel drops down, and on goes the hoodie. It's one of my bigger ones so it at least covers everything, but with no underwear that will fit I'd better make sure I don't bend over and cross my legs when I sit down. Damn, I was planning to go shopping for clothes today as well before all this happened. But I suppose that can wait for tomorrow. Maybe I can ask Tegan to come with me. Wait, no. She's busy with work the rest of the week… Well, I'm sure Ami would be up for a trip to the mall. It's been a while since we've hung out and I'm pretty sure she'd be cool with the whole X-Change thing. I unlock my phone, being sure to avoid Jason's message and bring up Amelia's chat logs. Wow, three months since the last message.

"Hey, was wondering if you could help me out with something tomorrow? Nothing serious, I think you'll enjoy it :)" It goes to read almost immediately, she must have been on her phone. A short pause before those three "typing" dots pop up before her response. "idk hanging out with Uri atm what did you have planned?" Uriel, or Uri for short, was her current boyfriend, bit of a ladies man, kind of a prick, I didn't really like him. I thought about how best to respond, retyping it five times before I finally just snapped a selfie, and hit send. "Who's that??" I was halfway through my message before another of hers came through" no way!!! Did you take a pill??" She doesn't even wait for confirmation before responding with a string of messages. "Oh wow babe you look fantastic!!!" "forget what I said" "Literally no plans" I laugh a little at her sudden turnaround but am at least glad she's excited and onboard now. "Well, I don't exactly have many clothes that fit me now and was wondering if you wanted to help pick some things out?" Her answer is instant "AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH YES YES YES YES YES!!! I'll pick you up tomorrow and we'll get you a whole new wardrobe it'll be amazing!!" There's a proper chuckle this time. She's pretty cute when she's excited. So that's one situation dealt with. Wait, clothes for tomorrow. I look down at my hoodie then hold it up to my nose for a quick smell test. Eh, it will do. But I don't think I can go out in just this so I walk back to the bathroom, grab my only set of female pants, and put them in the wash. Should be ready to dry in an hour.