You both go to get a container

After enjoying a leisurely breakfast with Alex telling you various tricks and techniques for having better sex, you tell her that she should get dressed for a trip to the basement. She sulks for a moment, very much like dude Alex would, but she relents and puts on a pair of sensible jeans and a top.

"Anonymous enough for you, lover boy?" She smirks and spins on the floor for you.

"Its more about you being able to run and take a fall without incapacitating yourself," you remind her as you put on your jacket and hand her one of her own. You notice it seems to have shrunk to fit her new form.

"I guess that makes sense. Never know when we might get robbed by someone, or have to run away. I feel short without heels though," she pouts as she puts on some more conventional sneakers, also in her size and much more fashion sensible than old Alex' would ever care about.

"You can wear heels inside the apartment, as long as you don't wear down the floor," you tell her as you move over to the door and check out the peeping hole that there's nobody waiting for you outside. Abandoned as usual.

"A floor that can't handle heels isn't much of a floor," Alex sighed in a more hushed tone as you opened the door and you both focused on the task ahead. Even though Alex was a different person and your relationship seemed to have changed a lot the past hours, she still had some survival and teamwork instincts in her pretty head.

You return to the apartment about ten minutes later. "I think I saw some lights up in a window in the fifth floor," Alex said as you closed the door behind you and locked it up. "That's new," you agreed. "I thought we were the only ones left in this complex. Maybe there's someone hiding up there? Maybe we should have gotten some wrapping paper and cover up our windows so looters won't come looking for our food.

"That's probably not a bad idea. Shame we didn't have any in the basement," Alex sighed as she removed her jacket and shoes. It seems she really wants her cleavage on display at all times. "Maybe we have to go out and play cops and robbers again, eh?" she says with a mischievous smile, the kind you make when you're planning to break the law, and less the one where she's about to suck someone's son's dick off with them in the room next door.

"We should try and stay out of trouble for a few days. Someone might be surveying the streets and keeping an eye out for repeat customers.

"True. Alright, so back to business. You want me to take this container, walk into my room, put the porn store stash in the container, put the lid on it, and then..?"

"We put it into the hallway closet and hope for the best," you continue. Better to keep it out there than in a bedroom, it's the place you spend the least amount of time. "And I'll watch you put the stuff in the container from the doorway."

"Don't you trust me to put away all my toys?" Alex smirks as she picks up the container. "I don't need them anymore, you know," she says with a wink.

"Heh, sure, but this is dangerous stuff," you say, feeling a little sweaty. "We don't really know what the hell happened, or how this works, but exposure seems to cause changes, and I want to keep an eye on you."

"Aw, that's sweet," Alex smiled and moved towards her bedroom. "Ready?"