Lisa reached for the pile of clothes that Tina had set off to the side. On the very top was a neatly folded pink G-String. Lisa had owned one pair of panties that could barely be called a thong let alone a full on G-String. She held the thin fabric in front of her face wondering if it could even be called underwear. Lisa smiled at the size 0 printed on the label. Lisa had always kept her body in shape but could never drop below a size 2. Despite Amber's hour glass figure, she wore a smaller size. A size that Lisa was thrilled she could now fit in to.
Lisa slid the delicate panties gently up her legs until it wedged between her cheeks. The small V shape satin covered her new vagina perfectly without any excess fabric to spare. The string nestled in her new behind. Despite Lisa's innocence in her former body, the panties alone increased her confidence. They felt comfortable hugging her new sex as any pair she'd ever owned.
Picking up the matching lace bra, Lisa again smiled at the 36GG cup size on the label. Making a fist with her dainty hands, Lisa found that the cups themselves were twice the size of her smaller hand. At only a 32B before the swap, she didn't realize how a larger rack could increase her looks and confidence. She buckled the clasp and let the small cups hug her breasts giving them just enough of a lift to put them on full display. Lisa noticed how the lace barely covered her tiny nipples, still sheer enough to see through if you managed to catch a glimpse.
Lisa slid Amber's leggings on one leg at a time until the fabric hugged her curves. Same with her Lycra work out shirt. Her outfit left very little to the imagination and Lisa wouldn't have it any other way. She'd begun to clasp her matching pink 6 inch heals when Tina returned.
I wanted to let you know that everything went well on Ms. Knights, excuse me, Ms. Hale's end, Tina stated. I must reiterate that per your contract you are not allowed to contact Ms. Hale under any circumstances. She wished to leave her old body and life behind giving you this opportunity.
Lisa was barely listening as she attempted to stand in her new heels. She didn't even own a pair this tall and was worried about walking in them. Tina continued to talk as Lisa stood up and walked to the mirror. Walking without a hitch, the clicking of her heels drowned out whatever it was Tina was saying.
Lisa realized that Amber's muscle memory made walking in her heels as easy as pie. She modeled in the mirror admiring the way Amber's push up bra and stripper heels accentuated her womanly curves.
And once again, if you try to contact Ms.Hale, we WILL take that body from you and give it to a more eager client. The last part snapped Lisa out of her trance. Checking Amber's purse and pulling out the keys to her new porche, Lisa thanked Tina for the opportunity and walked out the front door.
Every eye in the lobby locked onto her body as she clicked her way to the parking lot. Lisa had never been the center of attention and blushed knowing that every man was looking at her, not as a person, but as a piece of meat.
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