Wilfurd's lingerie

The whole ride there took a little over thirty minutes. Alice passed you your phone from her purse and you scrolled through the torrent of emails and texts from your various acquaintances congratulating you on the deal. They were mostly from business colleagues with an air of obligation. You didn't have very many close friends having spent all your time building the company. You didn't even read any of the messages, yet alone respond to them. It felt like they were messages from a whole different world to a whole different person. That chapter of your life was over and would have been even without your transformation. Trevor had built his legacy and then as far as you were concerned promptly died before he could squander it.

It felt like no time at all when the car came to a stop and Geoffrey quickly opened your door again.

"Alright ladies, I'll try to stay here but if they make me move just press the call button on the app and I'll be here quickly."

Something about the way he laid out the plan made you feel safe and protected. Like you didn't have to worry about anything.

You didn't have much time to dwell on the thought before Alice grabbed your arm and dragged you inside.

"You must be Alice and Penny here for your fitting, I'm Patricia and will be helping you out today."

The well dressed dark skinned woman had a proper matronly presence that contrasted with the walls lined with revealing underwear.

"That's us! We're excited to get started. Penny here has undergone some... development... since her last fitting."

Patricia nods professionally and leads you to a comfortable back room safe from passing onlookers.

The shop is by appointment and doesn't allow walk-ins so the two of you have the proprietor's full attention. You blush as she has you and Alice undress and with a practiced ease takes more measurements than you had expected. Alice was soon handed a copy of both your busts, underbusts, wastes, high hips, low hips and even something called a "gore width". You were struck by how mundane it all felt. Sure, you were still a little embarrassed but the clinical professionalism of Patricia managed to make the scene of two practically naked women totally devoid of eroticism. She may as well have been measuring your shoe size.

"Now that the numbers are done, it's time for the fun part. You both have such great figures and I have plenty of things you can try on now."