"I guess I won’t have much time left to wear you before I need to take you off…" For a short second they both hear a sad tone in her words before she dismisses the though. "Time flies when I'm having fun… Not quite 10 minutes left until I should turn you back again…," she checks and sits up. *You want to return me? Don't you have enjoyed wearing and using me? Am I not a good swimsuit? I can tell you, you're the best owner and wearer a piece of spandex could ask for! And I want to stay with you and be worn by you as often as you want.* The swimsuit tries to hug her as much as possible, but obviously this attempt is useless as it is just made of tight elastic but motionless spandex, aside from its built-in vibration patterns. "Yes, you're perfect, my dear swimsuit! But I don't think your previous self would be happy to be only a swimming suit forever." Alice swings her leg over the edge of the sun lounger to remove the swimsuit from her damp skin. She then dries it of the remaining water drops by first carefully scrunching it up to squeeze out any remaining water and then gently waving it in the air to make it air dry faster. "In addition we need a break or else this may become bad for your fabric." She chuckles a bit strained. How would she ever explain to Jake what happened if he might not remember anything of this? Oh well, those would be problems for the future Alice, right now she has him right here, defenseless and horny as any man-made object can be. As soon as her swimsuit is more or less dry, she goes into the house, carrying it loosely in her hand. In the bedroom she throws it on the bed without bothering to spread it out like the swimsuit was lying there after the transformation.
*I'm glad that I meet your expectations but I still don't get what you try to tell me. Which former self?* Being stripped of wet skin is a unique experience for the swimsuit. It sticks to Alice a little and so its fabric is stretched everywhere until it comes loose. This is especially true of her wet vulva. This stretching and peeling of Alice's body is hot but it nothing compared to being crumpled. Since Alice didn't answer its last question, the swimsuit tries to get around his confusion. Maybe it's a topic it can't understand because it's not designed to think rationally. After all, it's just a swimsuit, not a human. *Oh, you don't have to worry about me getting damaged. My fabric is quite stretchy and very elastic. So far you haven't overstretched me anywhere. Not even when you pushed my fingers into you. Which was really a wonderful experience!* The swimsuit is just getting horny when it mentally tells her this. And being squeezed and waved in the air also contribute to this. In any case, it gives itself completely to these impressions and feelings. Alice probably wants a swimsuit that is more submissive and humble and doesn't constantly pester her with questions that don't concern it, the black piece of clothing assumes. Nevertheless, just being thrown on the bed, the swimwear wants to say something: *My hot owner, please hang me up, for example on a leash, so I can get completely dry. Or even better: wash me with mild soapy water and clean water and then hang me up to dry. This means I will always smell fresh in the future and won't have any stains in my fabric. I want to be in best shape for you and worn and used by you as often as possible.*