Sulking

Travis could only sulk at the situation he found himself in. The once masculine man, who had played high school football in his youth, was now w very feminine woman. Every movement seemed to remind him of this. In fact, even as he crossed his arms over his chest, he was bothered as he accidently brushed his hands on his new breasts. The smoothness of his new skin also disturbed him. On top of that, the silky feeling of this dress was unusual and unlike anything he would have ever worn as a man. Still, sulking seemed to be his only option at this point.