You startle awake

The ringing alarm jolts you awake, for a moment you’re unsure of what is going one. Looking down at yourself, you remember, Paul dosing you, his whole plan, last night. You groan, standing up, stretching.

You lazily scratch your sides, running your hands up over your chest, taking a moment to feel your breasts. YOUR breasts, you genuinely are enjoying this new body, the change feels natural now, despite how jarring it was yesterday. You slip into the dress, it’s a little awkward to put on but you manage. You give your hair a brush and try to do your makeup, you’ve done a decent job, looking in the mirror, your good looks do alot of the heavy lifting. You’re zipping up the roller case and you remember to grab the condoms out of your nightstand, just in case, who knows.

You slip on some flats instead of heels and head out to meet Paul to leave.

He’s putting on his shoes by the door, he sees you, his jaw drops just for a minute. He catches himself but you noticed. It feels good to be wanted, you realize how much attention you’re probably about to get.

“You look really good, how’s everything fit? Kinda guessed on the size,” Paul fills the awkward moment.

“Fits good, thanks.” He approaches you, hands you something. It’s a thin gold necklace, there’s a small gold owl charm attached. You hold it up to look at it. Two green gems for its eyes. You’re touched by the gift.

“I mentioned to my folks I had given you this on our three month anniversary last week, they’ll probably expect to see it.”

“Oh okay, it’s pretty, what’s with the owl?” You ask.

He kind of shrugs, “I don’t know, I thought it looked pretty. Let me help you put it on.” You lift your hair and offer him your neck, the intimacy of the moment isn’t lost on either of you. “There we go.” He finishes, “Thanks, do I look okay, think your folks will approve of Erin?” You ask.

Paul strikes an exaggerated inspection pose, like a detective thinking, as he circles you, nodding approval. You laugh at how stupid he looks.

“You look perfect Erin.” You can only smile and look away, hoping he doesn’t see you blush.