To the mall!

John inspects his new wardrobe. Wow, all of this stuff really was for him. His yoga pants were really tight on his body, maybe some sweatpants would be better? Nah. The yoga pants feel really cool. And when else could he wear women’s bottoms?

John throws on his mom's most masculine top and leaves the house to walk down to the mall. On his way out his mom says "dressing rather masculine today huh? Thats not like you honey."

John saw people look at him strange as he walked through the mall in masculine clothes. Apparently everyone thought it was weird for him to dress like a man. “Wow, i guess the swapinator is more powerful than i thought!” The Swapinator was tucked safely in his purse - or rather, his mom's purse that had been swapped along with the rest of their wardrobes.

As he walked, John noticed a *short, skinny woman* with a boyish figure browsing through racks of clothes. Near her, a *voluptuous black woman* with bodacious hips and a juicy ass was trying on shoes. A wicked idea formed in John's mind.

Ducking behind a pillar, John aimed the Swapinator at the *skinny woman's narrow hips and flat ass*, then at the *black woman's generous posterior*. He thought *ass and hips* as he pulled the trigger.

*ZAP!* Instantly, the skinny woman's pants strained and split as her hips ballooned outwards and her ass swelled to epic proportions. Meanwhile, the black woman's skirt hung loose on her now bony hips. Both women continued shopping, oblivious to the radical changes in their bodies.

John stifled a laugh, his mom's loose sweat pants growing tight around his crotch as he imagined all the other swaps he could do. This was just the beginning...