First, some clothes

After moments of staring at your new body in the mirror. You can't quite believe this... how is this possible?! You take your new breasts in your hands, cupping them firmly, feeling every sensation and frowning, not exactly disappointed by what you have in your hands, but the fact that they are yours.

In moments there is a soft knock at the door. It opens slightly and in slips several bags, red, pink, blue... dozens. Through the crack in the door you hear Shannon's voice. "I checked, I bought the right size. I figured you can figure this out for yourself.... what you want to wear. So... have fun... and don't get carried away. I'll make us some coffee." She closes the door, leaving you alone with the bags.

This is too strange to wrap your head around. It's a winter day, and the heat is on in your house yet still goosebumps rest on your skin. Shyly you step along the carpet of your room towards the bags, lean down and peek into them in succession, a little startled at the amount of clothing, and variety of choice. You even find yourself holding some clothes up over yourself in front of the mirror, disgusted at the thought of you doing this, yet realizing it isn't exactly like you're a man right now like you once were.

After 30 minutes of playing and investigating you have picked out some choices for clothing....