Jen was working on her second delivery and lucky enough for her she was familiar with the neighborhood. She was starting to feel minor changes as the day progressed. She had just begun to miss her breasts when her shirt began rubbing painfully against her nipples. It reminded her of when she had first started puberty. The nearly constant erection she had sported since acquiring her new body also seemed to have lost some length but her zipper was still uncomfortable. All in all it was an uncomfortable experience. Jen thought of what Mitch must be going through and the thought of his panties bulging and skirt raising in Jen's old body brought a horny blush to her cheeks. This did not help the problem in her pants or the chafing of her newly tender nipples as she made her way to the Fredrickson's house with their package.
Mrs Fredrickson answered the door wearing a flimsy robe that showcased her pick babydoll lingerie. The look of disappointment and the fact that she tried to cover up was evidence that Jen was not the person she was expecting. At first Jen thought Mrs Fredrickson's outfit was cute, wondering where she brought it, but her body betrayed her and she found it difficult not to look at the showcased cleaveage. She hurriedly got a signature and left the uncomfortable foyer for the safety of the van.
She noticed that the van door was open moments before a pair of long feminine legs wrapped around her waist, pulling her closer to the van. The mystery woman in the van was wearing a ski mask and had her blouse undone revealing her lacy bra. She pulled Jen closer, grinding against Jen's crotch which was a pleasure and a pain. "I see I still have some time." The mystery lady purred but it was too low for Jen to recognize the voice. She seemed familiar though. Perhaps she was Mitch's wife?