Alan and Susan's immediate hope to sneak in a little play with the medallion didn't work out so they agreed that after Alan drove Scott to college next weekend, he would take the subsequent week off work, allowing them to more freely play with the medallion after he returned.
Susan decided that the delay could be turned into an opportunity and got busy shopping both in stores and online, paying extra for rapid delivery as necessary.
Early Saturday morning arrived and Alan said, "I should be back late Sunday night, don't feel obligated to wait up. I don't know how late I'll be. I hope to get in around 8 pm or so but stuff happens."
"Try not to be too late, I'm planning a surprise reception for you, a very kinky reception," Susan whispered while smirking impishly and pressing her husband's crotch as his cock suddenly hardened in response.
"Scott's still --," Alan started.
"Scott has his ear buds way too loud and is collecting up the last of his stuff in his room." Susan handed Alan the bag with the medallion and a sealed XX-Large condom. "Use this now before you go. This way you'll have what I want when you come back." Susan waited a moment for Alan to breath and sexily purred, "I'm thinking, blow jobs, maybe a spanking, possibly even a little bondage. Any special details you'd like?"
"I ... uh ... would," Alan whispered nervously.
"Go on, I won't be angry. This is our chance, tell me what you'd like and I'll have it all packaged up and waiting for you."
"Ah big breasts," Alan said nervously.
"Ha, no surprise there but I know you. You don't want big, you want oh my gawd huge don't you? I can do that for you now. Come on, this is your chance, don't go shy on me."
Alan hesitated but Susan seemed serious and the opportunity was not one to pass on. "Yes, ridiculously huge bouncy jiggling breasts on an otherwise petite little body with a plump spankable bottom."
"So you want shorter than this," Susan asked, sweeping both hands down indicting herself. "That sounds kinky, I can do that."
Alan was flummoxed by Susan's suggestions, or perhaps promises, he wasn't sure which, and hurried to use the XX condom. It had exactly the effect expected.
Half an hour later Susan accepted the medallion bag back and took the opportunity to again fondle her husband's crotch. It only took a moment to verify the change, it was quite significant. "Oh that will do very nicely. Drive carefully and when you get back, I'll be ready to give you what you asked and then some."
Before Alan could respond, Scott tromped down the stairs saying, "let's go let's go!"
Susan smiled and waved as Alan and Scott backed out of the driveway, but inside was laughing. Alan was so predictable, she had already accumulated the items she would need along with all necessities that would allow her to stay in the house as she prepared. As long as Alan wasn't too quick she should have time.
Mentally reviewing the 12 hour sequences of planned changes:
(1)
Platform Stilettos in a size 7. She'd considered smaller but went with a 7 as a best guess. It was smaller than she wore so it should produce a shorter result. That would take her to tonight before she could change again.
(2)
A Double-D bra. She had several in various girths, she'd have to see which would be best. That would result in a poor night's sleep for her into Sunday morning.
(3)
Edible panties. She wasn't sure about this one, it might not even count as clothing to the medallion. Her hope was the medallion would recognize it as indicative of a body with a hyped up sex drive. She'd have to remember to hold the panties to the medallion for best effect. Not essential, but a hoped for bonus. Depending upon if and how much it worked, this could make the last 12+ hours rather frustrating as she waited for Alan to finally get home.
Fortunately meeting Alan with the medallion in hand would resolve all the frustrations and inconveniences in 30 minutes.