You're alone at home with your mom

Still unsure of what had happened, you decide to wait it out by the TV. For all you know, your parents may have left together to try and fix the job situation. However you're getting enlightened moments later -- your mother steps into the room, her cheeks red. She still looked pissed! "What happened?" you dare to ask, but she wasn't in the mood to continue with that particular topic. "It doesn't matter." Grumpy silence. She approaches you a few minutes later by the couch and gives you a reassuring pat on the shoulder. "We do have some privacy now, though. The boys left the house together. How about we get you into some slightly more comfortable clothes instead of keeping you wrapped up in a towel? You deserve wearing some proper clothes after what you've been through."

After briefly pondering her words, you can't help but to completely agree.

"Splendid! Let's have a look then, perhaps some of Gwen's stuff may suit you?" The two of you move upstairs, your petite hands holding onto the towel to make sure you remain decent. Your sister's door was locked as expected, fortunately your mother had the master key and easily unlocked Gwen's bedroom! Upon stepping inside, you realize just how long you hadn't been in here! Her computer setup was crazy high-tech, she probably borrowed some equipment from school? She also had a significantly larger wardrobe than back when she was a little girl. Easily twice as large! Sure there's downsides to being a girl, but having such a massive selection of clothes sure seemed handy! Your own wardrobe stored barely more than a couple old shirts, jeans, and maybe a jacket.

You also notice a few other things inside the room. For one, a girly scent of cherry perfume. There's also the faint smell of... lavender? Upon looking around you see a few different flowers around the room, filling the air with a flowery alluring scent. It's nice! Really! Certainly isn't something you could do as guy without someone mocking your taste or questioning your gender. "Let's see what we have here..." your mother mumbles to herself while opening the wardrobe, leaving you more time to look around. Something peculiar catches your interest by Gwen's nightstand! A small bottle of strawberry-scented lube, a couple ribbed condoms, and an obscenely girthy dildo in the shape of... a canine's dick? The glassy material seemed to glisten in the sunlight. You quickly hide the toy under the pillow before your mom catches note of your sibling's rather unusual interests.

"Oh, this is nice!" With a swift twist, your mother turns around to face you while holding up a cute hoodie. Light pinkish colour and clearly feminine, but it also looked like it would be a loose comfy fit. Perfect! You eagerly put it on and admire yourself in the mirror. "It looks good on you! What else do we have here..." A wild hunt begins... The next few minutes are spent putting on various clothes which gave you a good opportunity to become more familiar with your new body and curves. You had never even thought about how girls with large breasts, such as yourself, have problems finding a shirt that fits without feeling too tight around the chest! Boobies come with their own problems, huh. On the other hand, wearing panties with a visible cameltoe was far less of a problem than you feared -- unless you choose particularly small or thin undies.

In the end you admire yourself in front of the mirror! White thigh high socks. A pink cotton thong which just barely outlined the shape of your vulva. A snugly fitting spaghetti-straps-top in white and finally a plain long sleeve top similar to what you used to wear as guy, except in pink. It's pleasant to look moderately attractive, and wearing something so nice sure as hell gives you quite the confidence boost as well! For the first time, you feel like there's something positive to this body -- other than the warm slit between your legs. As for the clothes? Let's just say you are temporarily borrowing them from Gwen until you are back in your original body. Speak of the devil, though! Just as you finish dressing up, the door opens a little wider and your sister steps into the room with perplex eyes. She stares right at you -- clearly wondering if you are the worst burglar in history or a crazy person who invaded her home. You're clearly a stranger to her! Upon opening the door a little wider she can also see your mother by the wardrobe, which made the entire situation even more confusing to her! "What the fuck?" Just as you're about to start explaining yourself, you can also hear your phone ringing next door. Should've brought it with you!

Now the question is... do you stick around and talk to your sister, let your mother do the talking, or rush off and answer the call?