Wanting to spend time with Lex you, formulated a plan, to jump out of her and into her mother's body after you'd paid, and so you you meandered your way to the pay desk, where a young attractive girl, with large and disinterested eyes stood. Once you approached her eyes lit up, in a faux customer service way.
Handing her the items, she briefly looked you up and down, her look suggesting that maybe you shouldn't be buying such provocative gear. You shot her a disingenuous sarcastic smile, the girl averted her eyes before the salty display could be conveyed to her. In a small way you wanted to spite the poor cashier by jumper her and giving you the items for free or even picked out a set for her and use her as an example of who should wear what clothing, but it would mean that Lex's mom would be left with a disillusioned daughter whilst you skipped off in another vessel.
"That will be $10 please."
Though reluctant Lex's mother ponied up the money, and watched rosy-cheeked as the cashier placed the lingerie into a plastic bag. Susan then quickly thanked the girl and headed out the store obscuring the bags label with her hand as she did.
After a few moments of walking you both passed another clothing store, 'Golden Years'. You had passed it a lot but had never needed to venture in due to the demographic being over 50s, the unique selling point of this store was that the toilets were always accessible and were the best in town, for seemingly explicit reasons. On the occasion your own mother had stepped in their to powder her nose. And on this occasion Susan needed to.
'Perfect'
You thought to yourself, this would give you the perfect opportunity to exit. You followed Susan in, pretending to browse because of the social expectation to not just use a store for their bathrooms, even then you didn't look sincere feeling what could only be described as granny bras, the fabric did feel more comfortable than what you would expect, and it was the antithesis of what you had just bought.
Susan had almost disappeared into the bathroom by the time you'd snapped out of your day dream. This was the best time to swap over, you took position in a conveniently concealed corner, due to the queer architecture of the shop, no one could see you, the shop was empty and the cashier seemed to be dozing off by the second.
Choosing your moment you phased out of Lex, watching her head droop softly as you stood in front of her.
"Hello..." Lex whispered dazed and confused.
"Hey" you smiled at her.
"Why did you leave my body?"
"I missed hanging out with you."
Lex's mouth arched into a warm smile.
"Where are we?"
"Golden Years."
Lex's eyebrow arched in a curious manner.
"Did you want to see me in my Grandma's underwear?"
"No but the material is cosy."
"Right?" Lex seemed surprisingly into old lady's lingerie. "So did you come alone?"
"Nah, with your mom."
"Oh. This was one of her shopping trips."
Her demeanour changed after that moment.
"So are we having a tricycle trip me, you and my mom".
"Not exactly." You said mischievously, passing through the women's restrooms doors. You didn't have chance to gage your friend's reaction before diving towards her unsuspecting parent, you expected to find her looking in the bmirror but instead she was still occupied in the cubicle.
"Not the prime position, but I'll do what I have to do."
You flew through the locked door and entered Susan.
The usual Darkness ensued until your opened your new eyes and felt a new body beneath you, whilst lifting your head, you caught a glimpse of some new extensions to your chest, taking note as you faced forward. Noticing you'd finished your task you stood up, slightly wobbling with your new distribution. pulling first your underwear and exiting the toilet you were faced with your refreshed reflection, an aged but amiable face and heavily made up. You didn't dwell on your face too long as your eyes were drawn to your healthy torso, placing your wo weathered hands on your top half you sighed lustfully.
"Lovely"
You slipped out the bathroom, your daughter stood nervously waiting.
"Mom?" she questioned, fearful of the answer.
"Mostly" You winked stepping towards Lex.
"When you said, you wanted to hang around with me, I didn't think you meant as my mom." Lex sulked.
"Aw, Honey it's still me, just in a different shape." You flirted, intending to disarm, yet from her mother's lips it was a more difficult to convey an atmosphere of calm.
"I just can't really contemplate my best friend having tits. My Mom's tits." She chuckled slightly at the absurdity of what she had just said.
"If it's any consolation, yours are far better." The compliment made her blush involuntarily. It was obvious that this was awkward but you could see that she was starting to adapt.
"Shall we bounce from this ancient Gucci shop?" Lexi jested.
"I thought you'd never say." You hoped she didn't mean bounce literally.
You exited the store, the logo on the bag no longer covered by you.
"Wait what's in that bag." Lex grabbed the bag from you, investigating it's contents.
"Did you get these for me... Huh... there's two different sizes in here... no... You bought some for my mom." She accused, sounding like she had a small amount of vomit in her throat.
"No, YOU suggested as I remember." There was a small part of you that felt guilty, the playfulness overpowered your sense of commonality.
"It is gross, I'm just surprised you persuaded my mom to buy something like this. You got me the red! You know me so well!"
"Well when I was you, and was getting ready I just sensed red was your color... And black mine."
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