Lucky Product!

Satisfied that he had survived the ordeal, Jon felt a sense of relief wash over him as he took in his new surroundings. The loading dock was quiet, except for the humming of the machine that had deposited him there. A cool breeze brushed against his naked skin, coming from the vent above him. He looked down to see a spongy floor beneath his feet, designed to prevent damage to the products during shipment.

As the stinging pain from his ordeal improvising a fix to the machine subsided, Jon took stock of his immediate needs. He realized that he was completely naked, which was not ideal if someone were to stumble upon him. He didn't want to be caught in such a **** state, especially not by any of his coworkers or the (icky!) crossdressers he had been seeing around the office. He cursed his luck that his beautiful sundress hadn't survived. It had been one of his favourites!

To his surprise, he noticed that the machine was still running. A sense of pride swelled up in him as he realized that he had fixed a complex piece of equipment. However, he quickly realized that the machine would soon start depositing products on him once again. He didn't want to be buried under a pile of goods, so he had to act fast.

Just as he got up to investigate, a soft rumble began to emanate from the vent, signaling that the machine was about to spit out its contents. Jon quickly threw himself to the side, narrowly avoiding getting buried under a pile of products. He stood up, ignoring the pain in his hip where he had landed, and made his way to the products that had been deposited.

Underwear. The machine had spit out underwear! Jon felt relief wash over him. Sure, he'd need more than underwear to make him feel fully clothed again, but at least he wouldn't be naked!

Jon picked up piece after piece. They all seemed to be in his size, too. What luck! He'd never been a boxershorts kind of guy, he didn't like the way his penis had no support, so he was happy to find that every frilly, lacy, and even silky pair of panties would be nice and snug. There were a few that even had a g-string in the back, making sure that it wouldn't move too much!

After trying on a few pairs, Jon settled on a see-through white lace set. The matching bra was a perfect fit, holding his breast forms firmly in place. He secretly hoped to run into some women while he searched for more clothes so that he could show off how good he looked in his new lingerie. He had removed all his body hair, and he knew that he looked absolutely ripped! It was exactly the kind of look that the ladies would go wild over.

As he was fastening his bra, he heard the sound of boots approaching from behind the machine. Jon knew it was time to leave, so he quickly jumped off the loading dock, his new long hair flying behind him, and ran down the empty alley. The bra held his breast forms perfectly, and he enjoyed feeling the snug fit of the lace panties against his skin.

At the first corner, Jon stopped and peeked around to make sure that he was alone. What he saw was...