60 seconds later Alice whimpers on the bed, her body covered in sweat. "Wow, Jake, how could you transform me like this! That was….so hot!" She still catches her breath. "But turning me back to myself… into this human shell again…" she continues flippantly. "You really cared for me, sweetheart." Still, her face shows some traces of arousal left over from her first personality-altering transformation. "I really was this cylinder… I had absolutely no idea of myself and felt so much pleasure… wow". Her thought wanders off while she snuggles closer into his chest. "And then, when you rolled me on the bed or the time you traced my seams with your finger tips… I almost came by just the anticipation alone." A shiver runs down her spine as she thinks about it. Alice gets up to put on some leggings and shirt before snuggling into bed with Jake. "So intense… did you enjoy yourself too honey?" she whispers at last. "Oh yes, I did! You weren't the only one being fully aroused, my dear."
Jake thinks back when Alice was just a little green spandex cylinder craving for stimulation. "What details do you remember about your last time as an inanimate object? How was it that your mind and personality were changed by the transformation?" "Hmm, I know that I was able to think, despite not having a brain anymore", she gigglingly answers embarrassed. "But the strongest memory is my body transforming into this wonderful fabric. Ahh, it was great! Like thousands of feathers stroke every single millimeter of me!" "Afterward," she says dreamily recalling the moments, "all memories of who or what I am faded away quickly and I knew only one thing: I… it… it wanted pleasure. Any kind of touches; mmm, especially around my seams. Everything felt outrageously good!" Suddenly she becomes serious and sits up. "Didn't I beg you not to change me back?" she accuses him.