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They gang was sat in the living room, giorno lie asleep upstairs under Trishes careful watch.
Narancia placed around the room, fugo chewed on the side of his cheek, mista cleaned his gun quickly, bucciarati sat hands folded in his lap, abbacchio was reading a book completely unfazed.
The silence was to irritating. Fugo snapped at narancia, "narancia sit your ass down before you walk a hole in the rug" tugging him down to sit next to him on the couch.
"I'm just so worried, what if Gio's a chick like forever?" Narancia looked at fugo with big eyes as if he was about to cry.
"Oh shut up he won't be a girl forever, its gonna last a month," fugo replied looking away.
"A MONTH, A WHOLE MONTH FUGO? THATS LIKE 50 DAYS"
narancia cried, grabbing onto mista and shaking him wildly, "Tell me it's not true mista, not a month he cant be like that a month, how am I gonna hug him without getting a mouthful of tit?"
Abbacchio lowered his book from his face "the only tit your ever gonna get in your life rat"
"HEY YOU TAKE THAT BACK ABBA"
Narancia practically screamed across the room.
Before they could reply Trishes fsce appeared from the stairway.
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His eyes slowly opened. Giorno sat up in a panic to an unfamiliar room. It wasnt his, he calmed down only after realizing it was Trish's room.
Trish sat up from the chair she was sitting in.
"bucciarati had me watch you, I'm glad your awake you gave us a scare. You just passed out from the pain." She was calm, almost as if she was scared to talk loudly, like he was a porcelain teacup that would shatter at her usual boldness.
"What? Why I'm perfectly capable of sleeping on my own."
His voice sounded diffrent, higher, sweeter, and lighter almost as if it wasnt his own. His hands trailed up to feel his face but bumped into something, be peered down to see two breasts... ok that's definently weird.
Trish must have noticed the surprise look on his face as she began to explain.
"You were hit by a stand, we killed the user but it seems your going to be affected for at most a month giogio."
"And the stand ability was to give me breasts?? What kind of ability is that?" Giorno raises his voice he didn't want to be stuck like this for a month it would be unbearable.
She giggled at his confusion.
"Oh no gio it's the whole package, not just that" she pointed to the bathroom door across the room.
"Go look"
Giorno jumped up and practically sprinted to the bathroom. He shut the door and looked at himself in the mirror, his hair was longer, way longer almost to his bottom. His facial features were softer and rounder, his cheeks being a bit more chubby an his eyebrows smaller and thinner. His breasts were rather large and already putting a strain on his back. His face glided across his skin, he felt less muscle in areas and he felt more fat on other, like his legs and chest, but his waist was thin. he no longer had no abs instead plush skin covered the area.
He pulled open the pants he was wearing. He looked back up the the mirror, "oh lord "
Was all he could say, his hands flew to his eyes as he rubbed then vigorously.
"I really am a woman?" The statement came out as more of a question to himself, like he wasnt quite convinced it was true.
"Gio hurry up breakfast is done!"
Trish knocking on the door broke him from the frustration, he opened the door and trish threw a shirt and a pair of Jean's at him. "Get dressed, your gonna have to borrow my clothes for now" then closed the door for him to dress.
The shirt was a bit tight on his chest and the Jean's squeezed a bit to hard in some places, but it would have to do. Trish complimented him and she brushed his hair, that she begged him to let her do. "Your hair is so long now" she squealed as she braided it. The braid reached his lowker back, held in place with a white scrunchie.
He looked at himself in the mirror, it was strange to see himself like this.
"I guess your right." He commented turning to look at himself again. He had to admit, the baby blue floral shirt and light whitewashed jeans looked good on him. She shirt hung off his shoulders, showcasing his birthmark he rubbed the spot.
"Get used to it giogio your gonna be like this till it wears off, so that means your gonna have to deal with all my girly things" she giggled pulling his him out the door towards the kitchen before he could respond.
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