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Chapter 18 by Dayeandknight Dayeandknight

What's next?

Trying them on

The forms waiting in Robin's room made it difficult to concentrate on anything during the day. When evening finally came and John said good night, it took all of Robin's willpower not to sprint into their bedroom. It wasn't long before Robin stood before the bathroom mirror, heart pounding. They had spent 10 minutes meticulously cleaning their chest area with the special solution provided, making sure there wasn't a trace of oil or residue that could affect the adhesive.

"I'm really doing this..." Robin said, lifting a breast form into their hand.

The form felt cold in their hand as Robin examined the weight and texture. They followed the instructions carefully before finally applying the adhesive in small circular motions. The solvent remained open and close at hand in case Robin made a mistake.

With trembling fingers, Robin positioned the first form, pressing the cold silicon carefully against their chest.

"Hrmfff," Robin stifled a cry at how cold it was.

Luckily, it warmed quickly as they held it in place. Robin counted the recommended sixty seconds before letting go. The breast form hung tightly in place, the weight of it pulling on their chest in a way they weren't prepared for. Encouraged, Robin repeated the process with the second form. Once both were secure they stepped back from the mirror.

"Oh," Robin whispered, turning slowly to see from different angles. The forms moved naturally with their body, swaying slightly as they turned. Robin found themselves reaching up to touch them and discovered that they were warm from their body heat, feeling shockingly real.

Almost in a daze, Robin went to their closet and pulled out the emerald dress they'd been thinking about wearing to the event.

Robin focused on their breathing, "Okay, moment of truth."

The silky material slid over their head, settling perfectly across their new shape. The effect left Robin momentarily stunned. Robin twirled experimentally, watching their reflection, the skirt of the dress gently dancing in the air.

"It's perfect," Robin grinned holding back their hair, "though it could use some earrings..."

They stayed up late that night trying on different outfits and practiced moving naturally. By the time exhaustion finally drove them to bed, Robin was too tired to notice that they had knocked over the solvent. The bottle would be empty by the time Robin woke the next morning.

what happens next?

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