**Chapter 2: The Search for Clothes**

Jake, still disoriented and struggling to come to terms with his new body, stumbled into his ex-girlfriend's closet, hoping to find something to wear. The room was a mess, with clothes scattered all over the floor and her bed. Jake's eyes scanned the room, searching for something that might fit, but everything seemed to be designed for a woman, not a man. As he rummaged through her clothes, Jake's hands brushed against a bunch of revealing outfits that made him blush. He had never seen these clothes before, and he couldn't believe that his ex-girlfriend had actually worn them. He picked up a tight, short skirt and a low-cut top, feeling a wave of embarrassment wash over him. "How can I wear this?" Jake muttered to himself, holding up the skirt and examining it with a mixture of horror and fascination. But he had no other choice. He needed to find something to wear, and these clothes were the only ones available. Jake reluctantly put on the skirt and top, feeling like he was going to die of embarrassment. The skirt was so short that it barely covered his backside, and the top was so low-cut that it seemed to be threatening to spill out at any moment. As he looked at himself in the mirror, Jake felt like he was going to vomit. He couldn't believe that he was wearing such a revealing outfit. He looked like a completely different person, and he couldn't shake the feeling that everyone was going to laugh at him. Jake took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. He needed to focus on finding a way to change back into his own body, not on what he was wearing. But as he looked at himself in the mirror, he couldn't help but feel a wave of humiliation wash over him. He looked at his new body, and he couldn't believe that this was really happening to him. He was a man, trapped in a woman's body, wearing a revealing outfit that made him feel like a complete idiot. Jake took a few deep breaths and tried to compose himself. He needed to focus on finding a way to change back, not on what other people thought of him. But as he walked out of the room, he couldn't shake the feeling that everyone was staring at him, and that he was going to be the laughingstock of the town. He made his way to the kitchen, hoping to find some food and maybe a note or something that would explain what had happened to him. But as he walked, he couldn't help but feel like he was on display, like everyone was watching him and waiting for him to make a fool of himself. Jake's heart was racing, and his palms were sweating. He felt like he was going to pass out at any moment. He just wanted to find a way to change back into his own body and get back to his normal life. But for now, he was stuck in this revealing outfit, feeling like a complete idiot.