Screw it

Brendan thinks screw it and ditches his shoes and leggings. Walking into his room with no pants and hair brushing his butt felt weird but not as weird as this would. He grabs the panties that match his bra and slide them up his legs. As soon as the waist band settles in place, he feels a bit of weight shift from outside to inside. Brendan stands in front of the mirror and pushes the panties to his knees. He starts to examine his new sex. After a few minutes he gets nervous and says "DINNER! I need to make dinner." He pulls up his new underwear and grabs his leggings from the floor and walks to the kitchen to make food. He makes some chicken, rice with some broccoli, almost setting his new long hair on fire one or twice. After everything is done, he makes himself a plate but serves way too much. "Oh man I can save on my food bill doing this." Brendan laughs as he sits down in front of the TV.