Fun time is over

"Alright, Alexis, fun time is over. It's time to go home," Sarah said with a playful smile.

You nodded, feeling a mix of relief and disappointment. The transformation had been an intense experience, but a part of you was curious about how convincingly you could pull off this disguise.

"Let's get that makeup off," Sarah said, guiding you to the bathroom. She gently wiped away the foundation, mascara, and lipstick, taking care not to irritate your skin. The cool, cleansing sensation helped you relax.

Once your face was clean, you turned to Sarah. "I need to take off the dress first," you said, feeling slightly awkward.

Sarah nodded and handed you a bag to put the dress in. You carefully removed the white mini-dress and handed it to her. "Here you go."

"Thanks," she said, folding the dress neatly.

You tried to unhook the bra but struggled with the clasp. After a few failed attempts, you sighed. "Sarah, can you help me with this? I can't seem to unhook it."

Sarah chuckled and stepped closer, her fingers deftly releasing the clasp. "There you go," she said, removing the bra.

"Thanks," you replied, feeling the warmth of embarrassment creeping up your neck. As you handed the bra back to her, she shook her head. "You can keep it. It might come in handy."

"Oh, and keep these panties on," Sarah added, handing you a fresh pair from the small bag. "Wear them home. It'll help you get used to it."

You changed back into your business clothes, feeling a strange mix of normalcy and the lingering sensation of the soft fabric against your skin. Before you left, Sarah passed you a small bag containing several pairs of panties. "Here, take these. Wear them to work to get used to it."

"Okay," you said, taking the bag and feeling your cheeks flush with embarrassment again. "Thanks, Sarah."