Spend the night in David's room, then prepare for your breakfast date in the morning

22:30 | Saturday 2 Aug 2025 | Matt's Bedroom, Putney

"Let's go back to your room," you suggest, tracing your fingertips along David's chest. "Your bed is bigger."

David smiles, his eyes darkening with renewed interest despite your recent activities. "Good thinking," he murmurs, sitting up and extending his hand. "Come on then."

You take his hand and follow him naked across the hallway to his bedroom. Unlike Matt's cluttered space, David's room is neat and minimalist—crisp white sheets on a king-sized bed, framed black and white photographs on the walls, a sleek dresser with nothing but a watch stand and cologne bottles arranged in perfect order.

"Much better," you say, crawling onto his bed and stretching like a cat, platinum blonde hair spilling across his pillows.

David watches you with undisguised appreciation before sliding in beside you. "I still can't believe this is happening," he admits, pulling you against his chest. "Yesterday everything was so... different."

You snuggle against him, your head fitting perfectly in the crook of his neck. "Different how?"

"Just... different," he says vaguely, his brow furrowing briefly before the expression clears. "Doesn't matter now."

You fall asleep tangled together, your transformation-induced exhaustion finally catching up with you. The last thing you register is his steady heartbeat against your back and his arm draped possessively around your waist.

Morning arrives with sunlight streaming through David's blinds. You blink awake, momentarily disoriented by the unfamiliar room and the weight of an arm around you. For a split second, panic flares—who are you, where are you?—before your bimbo brain settles on the simplest truth: you're Mia, and you're in David's bed.

You glance at the clock: 8:45 AM. David is still sleeping beside you, his face relaxed and boyish in repose. Your breakfast date isn't until ten, giving you plenty of time to prepare.

Slipping carefully from his embrace, you pad naked to the bathroom. Your reflection in the mirror still gives you a little jolt—platinum blonde hair tangled from sleep, pouty lips, the silver belly button piercing glinting in the morning light. You touch your face, watching your reflection do the same. This is you now. Mia.

"Morning, gorgeous," comes David's voice from the doorway. He leans against the frame, also naked, watching you with sleepy appreciation. "Admiring yourself?"

"Just, like, making sure I'm real," you reply with a giggle that sounds perfectly natural coming from your lips.

"Oh, you're real all right." He steps behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist and kissing your neck. "Very real."

His morning erection presses against your lower back, and heat pools immediately between your legs. But when his hand slides lower, you playfully swat it away.

"No time for that if we're going to make breakfast," you tease. "I need to, like, get ready and stuff."

David sighs dramatically but releases you. "Fine. The bathroom's all yours. There are fresh towels in the cabinet."

You shower quickly, washing away the evidence of last night's activities. After toweling off, you realize you don't have any clean clothes in David's room. Wrapping the towel around your chest, you venture back to Matt's bedroom—your bedroom—to choose an outfit for your first proper public appearance as Mia.

9:15 | Sunday 3 Aug 2025 | Putney Flat

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