Bet with my wife 3

I sat down at the small table and took 2 pancakes, like usual on Sundays. I put on some butter and syrup, and filled my glass with OJ. "It's so much easier to pee standing up," said Jeannie taking a bite of her 1 pancake without butter and a drop of syrup. "Please put the seat down next time, " I said on instinct, realizing what I said. "Sure thing, hon. Nothing like a cold bum in the morning. I get it. Did you wipe like I said?" asked my wife who finished her first pancake and grabbed a second. "I forgot, " I said slowing down a bit after my first pancake. "You shouldn't. It's important to protect against UTIs." "Huh?" I said just starting my second pancake while Jeannie was on her third. "Urinary tract infections. It happens to women more than men, something about a shorter urethra." "Makes sense, " I said stopping mid-second pancake. "Getting full already, huh?" "The shock must have made me not hungry." "Or the fact that you are smaller means you need fewer calories. You need to be careful with what you eat to keep that figure Sweetie." I glared at my wife, or at least tried to. Deciding that it wasn't doing anything, I changed the topic. "Any ideas how to change us back?"I asked "Well, the lady said we had to agree to it, and the 'fulfill the contract' whatever that means." "Probably settle our arguement about which gender has it harder. But how does that end?" "We agree that women have it harder." "Or men. Although, if I agree now I can get my body back." "Because you couldn't handle being a woman for....35 minutes." said Jeannie looking at phone for the time. "Challange accepted." "Well, I think you should do what I do in the house after breakfast. Normally you cook and I clean, so get to those dishes. I'm going to get dressed." As Jeannie left the room, I got to the sink and started the dishes. Took the same amount of time as usual. No harder, no easier. I then went to the couch to put on the TV, when Jeannie came out of the bathroom with a t-shirt and jeans on.
"I'm going to work on paying some bills while do you do the shopping. I'll text you if I have questions." I got off the couch and went to the bedroom to get dressed, wondering how long it would take Jeannie to pay the bills, as I usually...got distracted. I opened each drawer, to find nothing I recognized. I found clothing I didn't even understand how to put on. I eventually found some jeans and a t-shirt. In my underwear drawer I only had thong and g-string left apparently. I took out a pink thong and put it on, feeling the material go between by cheeks. It was an invasion of my privacy. I took out a bra and put it on the bed. I took off my robe and put it on the dresser. I started to put the bra on the way I saw Jeannie do it for years. I couldn't figure out how to get my arms to bend that way. I then fastened in the front and rotated it around and pulled it up to cup my breasts. I looked in the mirror and gave myself a satisfied nod. I then took out my phone and sent a picture to my wife with the caption "this is easy." I then started to put on my jeans, finding they were way too tight around the thighs and hips. I had seen Jeannie have to shake into her pants before, so I tried her technique of lying down on the bed and pulling. After a moment or two, the jeans slipped over my generous ass and settled in on my hips. I then stoodup and put on my t-shirt. I gave my bum a slap for getting into the jeans. no problem
I then went out to the living area to get the shopping list and get what we needed, hoping that Jeannie wouldn't find my porn stash on the computer.