After a few minutes, Emma comes back from the changing room, now wearing a high-cut one-piece swimsuit that accentuates her curves perfectly. She walks over to Alice, who's still sitting on her towel, looking a bit flushed and distracted. Emma smiles and waves. "Hey Alice, I've put Mike away for now. After all he's almost dry by now and I don't want to make him wet again. And I'm really looking forward to dinner with you and Jake soon." Alice looks up at Emma and smiles, trying to hide her growing excitement. "Hi Emma, you look great. I'm so glad we met you and had this conversation." Emma sits down next to Alice and they continue to talk about their experiences with the Transform-O-Matic. "But how do you prevent that Mike transforms back before you're home with him?" Alice asks, her curiosity piqued. Emma grins mischievously. "Well, I put my emitter into the same bag, that's all. And to keep track of the remaining time I've put on my watch." Alice raises an eyebrow. "And Mike is OK with this?" Emma shakes her head. "In fact, I don't know. But he's just my bikini. I mean he's nothing more than two pieces of fabric, no mind, no memory, nothing like that." Alice considers Emma's words. "You have told us that Mike wants to be mindless when he's an object and that it was always him who wants to be transformed. But I have to confess that I'm quite surprised that you just put him away. Do you think he'll be upset?" Emma laughs. "Oh, I don't think so. I mean, he's still just an object right now, so he doesn't really mind at all. When we transformed him for the first time I made a picture of him and when he was a human again I showed him this picture and he was excited to see himself as that object. And this became some kind of a tradition. Last time I made a bikini out of him and it was the first time he was split into two parts. And when he saw the picture of me wearing his two parts he was really happy, I can tell you! And he told me that he likes me to treat him just like any ordinary object. I'm sure he'll like that I put him in my bag. By the way, would you mind sending the pictures you made of me wearing him to my phone?" "No, of course not!" Alice picks up her smartphone and notices that Jake hasn't spoken in a while. So she addresses him directly: "Jake, what do you think about Mike being Emma's two bikini pieces and that she put him away?" She has no idea what has happened to Jake in the meantime and why he is responding so strangely. Jake's mind is being affected by the glitch caused by Alice's message. He can't quite put his finger on it, but he feels different, as if his consciousness is shifting. His mind starts to focus more on being Alice's swimsuit and less on being Jake. "What do I think about Mike? I don't think anything. He is what he is. Emma's swimwear. I am what I am. Your swimwear. That's the only thing that matters. I exist for you and you can use me as you want. I love being your swimsuit," Jake says, his words sounding a bit strange. "I love being stretched over your body and feeling you inside me. That's all I need to know." Alice is confused by Jake's answer. Something doesn't feel right. But somehow she also likes how strongly he emphasizes being nothing but her swimsuit. "Jake, what's going on? Are you okay?" she asks, trying to stay calm. " I'm so lucky to be your swimwear, that's all." Alice feels a shiver run down her spine as she hears Jake's words. Emma looks at Alice with concern. "Is everything okay? You seem a bit...distracted. And Jake, you're not responding quite like you were before." Jake tries to brush it off, "Oh, I think it's just the heat. I'm feeling a bit flushed. But I'm fine, really. I just want to be worn by Alice and enjoy the rest of the day together. That's all I need. Being used for what I was made for." Despite her arousal, Alice is a bit worried. This isn't like Jake acted before. She tries to remember if she did anything differently, but nothing comes to mind which calms her down. Emma notices Alice's concern. "Maybe we should go in the water and cool off? It's getting pretty hot here." Alice nods. "Yeah, that's a good idea. Let's go for a swim and cool off. Maybe that will help clear your mind, Jake." She disconnects the Bluetooth connection between the transmitter and her smartphone, puts it in her bag, and stands up with Emma. On the way to the pool, Alice can't shake the feeling that something is different. But she doesn't want to ruin the day or embarrass Emma.