The rest of the weekend

After that you spent most of the Saturday shopping for new clothes. At first you felt helpless in the stores designed just for women. But after some talk with Richard you could barely restrain yourself. A lot of sets of lingerie, clothing, dresses, heels and jewelry got purchased, no matter the price. After some time you even looked at the price to pick just the expansive ones, thought in the boutiques you visited everything was expansive. Wearing a new dress, which showed hid not much less of your body, matching heels and showy jewelry made out of gold and real pearls you left the shopping district and walked to your apartment, Richard carrying the bags of course. There you put everything in your walk-in closet except of four whole outfits. These got brought back to the hotel so you had something to change. At the hotel you thanked Richard for the purchase in the way you both loved the most: blowjob, titjob and a few rounds of fucking.

Richard used the time you spent together to alter your Lindsey-personalty some more. When you two had lunch on Sunday, Richard talked about his work as if it was one of the most interesting things in the world. You ate your salad and just listened to him talking without even caring what he was talking about. You cared more about your look, if the dress was fitting, if the necklace drew too much attention to your bust, or if your make-up had smeared even the lightest from eating. These were things interesting you, not such things like sale-development, technology or the latest DNA-altering **** in testing.

Finally it was time for you to go. You thanked Richard for everything with a passionate kiss and left the hotel carrying bags filled with the clothes you wore over the weekend. You walked to your apartment. There you put the bags aside, removed your make-up and undressed. Then you took a shower.

During the shower your personality changed. Like Richard had programmed, you changed from Lindsey back into Alex. After two whole days you were finally a boy again, though you couldn't remember anything if that time. But that didn't bother you. You deflated your breast-implants, dressed in your boy-clothes and went home. There your mother asked how your weekend was. You said it was fun and went to your room. There you didn't waited long to inflate your breast-implants again. You liked how they felt and wanted to spent as much time with expanded breasts as possible, though you also didn't wanted anybody besides the one's already knowing to know. So you deflated them again for lunch and inflated them afterwards. Over the night they didn't caused any problems anymore, after one week of sleeping with big breasts you got used to it.