Shopping!

Doe gives you hardly any time to adjust to your new cloth and pulls you out of the flat in no time. When passing the living room, you catch Alex checking you out again and somehow a smile forms on your lips, a smile you definitely did not meant to give to the guy who had just had sex with your girlfriend.

Soon you find yourself in the mall with heaps of clothes over your arms. Doe is going through the hangers at an insane speed and a perfect eye for cute outfits. Being new to the whole fashion thing you just let her do the work, dress you up, push you in and out of cabins, in front of mirrors and through one store after the other.

Three hours later, loaded with heavy bags, you ask yourself what you need all those clothes for, when you are a girl for just two days? Well, 43 hours.

The way up the stairs to the flat is a **** for your weak girly arms and legs. Finally, inside you feel a light sheen of sweat on your skin and your legs shaky, so you decide to have a quick shower. Stepping under the warm waterflow you feel some stress running out of you.

Suddenly you hear the door open.

"Hey Emily," it is Alex voice. You heart skips a beat upon hearing him stand just a fogged-up glass door away. "Doe told me to bring in your new clothes. She wanted to do matching outfits." You hear him dropping of some items. "Thank you, Alex." you stutter out. Your whole body feels hot, and your face flushed.

"No problem. See you" and just like that he leaves. Your body loses the tension, and you feel... Disappointed? No, why should you...

When stepping back out you decide to wear the outfit Doe picked out for you. As you are leaving the bath your view catches in the mirror. Astonished you marvel at the sight before you. A pretty girl, nice face, beautiful figure. A pure display of femininity topped off with a nice pink and grey sweater. How did that happen? You are living in this body for less than 6 hours and so much changed already! As a guy you wouldn’t be caught dead in anything pinker than a dark, bloody, manly red and now you can't stop thinking about how nice that sweater would be with some pink ballet shoes... And you have tasted cum and really liked it. In fact, you keep catching your thoughts wandering back to that load Doe thankfully has **** on you. These two days really need to get over soon, otherwise who knows how much more you will change...