Matthew walked back to the lounge. The bra and panties Kim had been wearing when she transformed were sitting on the pile of clothes Matthew had extracted the skin suit from. The short walk to the lounge had told Matthew she now needed to wear a bra. Her boobs bounced around with every step she took. Matthew also knew the boxers she had taken off before her own transformation wouldn’t fit her now bigger bum very well either. She stepped into Kim’s white panties and pulled them up. As she expected they now fit her perfectly.
Next she tried putting the bra on. She fiddled behind her back for 30 seconds before she remembered how Kim would reverse her bra while dressing. That made the task quite simple. Soon her babies were cradled in the lacy brassiere. That should stop the bouncing.
Next she took the two suitcases to the bedroom. In their excitement on reaching the room they had been left by the door. They were much heavier than she remembered, particularly Kim’s oversized case. Or more likely she was much weaker. That made sense. Her muscles had diminished. She was now as weak as ….. Kim!
With only a little effort she lifted her own suitcase onto the bed, opened it and began to sort through the contents. As she did so she began putting the clothes into the hotel wardrobe. One thing they both had in common was that were neat freaks. Matthew knew Kim would always stack her clothes neatly into the wardrobes when they stayed in a hotel for more than one night. This time Matthew claimed the side of the wardrobe nearest the bed for herself. Putting her ‘Matthew’ shorts, socks and undies in the drawers and hanging up her shirts and trousers. She put aside a tee shirt and some baggy drawer string pants. Matthew had only bought these along on the off chance he went fishing. She realised now they were her best option to hide her current body when she toured the resort for Kim’s pleasure.
She pulled the pants on and tee shirt on over the top of Kim’s bra. The tee shirt was baggy on her shoulders and waist but tight over her breasts.
Once she had put her own empty suitcase into the bottom of the wardrobe and knowing how fussy Kim was, with a lot more difficulty she lifted Kim’s suitcase onto the bed. Matthew’s reasoning was that he may as well gain as many brownie points as he could while he was on a roll. He also felt a bit of a thrill handling some of the lacy very feminine lingerie she had bought along. He noticed with glee she had packed the royal blue dress she looked so good in amongst a half dozen or so dresses as she hung them up. To be truthful Kim looked stunning in any of these dresses but that royal blue dress was definitely a favourite. Interestingly she felt a mild cramp in her right hand as she hung up that particular dress.
Matthew was actually amazed with the amount of items Kim had packed. She had a drawer string bag full of hair equipment, straighteners and curlers, even her own hair dryer. Matthew could not remember ever going to a hotel that did not supply a hair dryer. Then there was a small bag full of makeup, another full of lotions and potions and another case containing her jewellery. He put that in the safe along with their passports and cash.
Then there were shoes. She kept out Kim’s flip flops thinking she would wear those when she gave Kim her resort tour, knowing her feet were now too small to wear her own flip flops. But Kim had not just bought 3 items of footwear as Matthew had. She had three pairs of heels alone. Then two pairs of flat sandals, the flip flops, some running shoes and her comfortable ‘Travelling shoes’ as she termed them. Kim basically had separate pair of shoes for each outfit.
Finally, Kim’s clothes were packed away and her suitcase stowed in the bottom of the wardrobe beside Matthews.