Macy returns

She looks like she took a shower, her nails are devoid of color, and she has wraps around her breasts that are pushing them down. I’m still not sure what her costume is.

“You can let go, they should be done drying,” she tells me. I let go and my new tits jiggle a little. It’s an odd feeling.

She holds up some fake earrings. She places them on my ears. “Now you can just put on what’s on the bed.”

I stand up and look at what’s on the bed. Everything is the same hot pink that the heels and my lipstick are. First is a hot pink thong and when I put it on it feels like my dick is being squeezed a little. Next up is a bra that fits my new tits well, I guess she bought it specifically to fit them. The support it provides feels nice considering how heavy the tits were starting to feel. The last two pieces are a crop top that I put on which shows off a ton of cleavage and doesn’t even reach my belly button and a mini skirt that barely covers my ass. While I was dressing she went to get something else. She shows me some press-on nails, hot pink of course, and she helps me put them on.

“Just wait here a bit longer,” she says and she leaves. She returns a while later.