Leave work early with your surprise for Kim

You grabbed your tool bag, and you headed out of the lab and down the elevator. At first you were apprehensive about the idea of walking through the crowd of people, but no one would recognize you anyway, so it's not like anyone was going to point out that you were Logan wearing a woman's body.

Still, eyes did turn toward you as you walked toward the front doors. People didn't recognize you, but it also meant they wanted to get a good look at your breasts and ass, despite your best efforts to minimize your presence. You reached your car, tossing on one of your zip-up hooded sweatshirts you left on the passenger's seat, which really completed your look and helped you feel a bit more grounded in yourself.

After significant adjustment of the seat placement so you could reach the pedal properly, you were off, cruising toward your apartment. Driving was another calming activity for you, as it felt familiar regardless of what body you were in, although your arms were constantly bumping and pressing into the side of Zoe's tits on your body.

"I really don't know if this will work."

"Just give it a little faith," Zoe said. She seemed pretty confident in the results, which was at least a little reassuring. Something about having a voice in your ear through this whole process made it feel easier to follow through, like Zoe had your back. Which, technically, she did, she was literally your back.

You took a deep breath once you parked and walked up to the door of your apartment you shared with Kim. You knew she was home, but you really didn't know what to expect beyond that. You pushed open the door after unlocking it, glancing around inside. "Hello?"

Kim glanced over at the door from the kitchen, briefly walking away from her cooking as she looked at you, puzzled by who was coming through her door. "Uh, hi? Who are you, are you sure you have the right apartment?"

You stepped in a little further. "No, it's the right place. I told you to keep an open mind when I texted you... it's Logan."

All you had to go on at the moment was your word and the reference to the text. Kim was clearly confused, clutching her wooden spoon like it was some magic staff to protect her from whatever she was looking at. She seemed to somewhat recognize your features, and clearly admired your body, but it was the authenticity of your statement she seemed to really struggle with.