She gets ready for her date... and maybe looks in the mirror too long in the process

A few hours later, Lily woke up with a stretch, looking at her cell phone to check the time. Her alarm hadn't gone off yet, but she'd only beaten it by a few minutes. She'd have to get ready for the date soon. As she slipped out of bed, still naked, Lily saw that damp spot on the carpet, where she'd cum, and remembered what she'd promised Emily. Sighing, she got a washcloth and set about cleaning it.

This is so... frustrating! How many times have I cum on the carpet before, and now it matters? Well... of course it does. I'm not her girlfriend anymore... The thought still elicited a pang of sadness, but once again it was outweighed by how hot the idea was, her little cock getting stiff. And... what was with her reacting like that to my gas? I didn't add that into the hypnotic changes, did it just come with it naturally? Thinking about that particular part of what happened was even more embarrassing, but also strangely... freeing?

Trying to ignore that particular chain of thought, she threw the washcloth into the dirty clothes hamper and set about her hygiene routine. Shaving her face, putting on deodorant, putting on make-up, getting her hair properly tamed, brushing her teeth.

Then it came time to pick out what to wear. Should do something that hides my ass... I'm afraid of it hypnotizing other people.

Good idea. Why don't you look at it again in the mirror, just to double check how best to hide it? That voice spoke up, but this time it sounded almost identical to her own inner monologue, enough that Lily didn't even notice it wasn't her thinking that. It sounded like a good idea, so she went to the full length mirror and turned around. The motion made her ass jiggle, and looking at that in the mirror made her mind start to go blank. There we go, now keep me jiggling and listen up...

At some point, the haze cleared, and Lily shook her head, waking up as her ass stopped jiggling. Oh, whoops, must have hypnotized myself for a minute there. In fact, it had been almost five minutes... five minutes of her new ass putting new commands into her head. But Lily didn't notice that, couldn't notice that. Her ass didn't want her to.

Lily sniffed, suddenly noticing an odor just starting to fade. For some reason, Lily couldn't place exactly what the smell was... but it gave her a small rush of pleasure to smell it, even if it was a little noxious.

That didn't matter though, she had to get dressed! Let's see... let's go with some leggings! Jake will love those, and they show off my ass so well! All thoughts of obscuring her ass gone, Lily instead wore black leggings over her panties. They were a little tighter now than they were before, since there was so much more mass for them to cover, but they didn't slip, and instead hugged Lily's ass perfectly, showing it off to anyone who looked. Her top mattered less, barely an afterthought. A sports bra and a tank top, that would do.

On her way to the door, Lily suddenly felt a strong craving for milk. "I really shouldn't..." she mumbled to herself, but trying to deny herself that urge felt like a losing battle. Sure, she was lactose intolerant, but a little milk wouldn't kill her, right? So she quickly poured herself a glass of milk, drinking it much more quickly than she normally would, and letting out a small burp when she finished. Blushing, she quickly washed the glass, her odd craving satisfied.

That done, Lily put her things in her purse and set out for the day, heading over to a cafe near her boyfriend's place so they could have a nice lunch. Lily went towards the date, blissfully unaware of the ways her own mind had begun to be twisted.