It probably shouldn't have taken Alice this long to put on a pair of pants, but eventually they were on. She then buttoned them up, finding it hard to believe what had just happened. Not quite believing what had just happened (but desperately hoping that she wasn't dreaming), Alice then put on and buttoned up her dress shirt and vest, tied up her red tie, and slipped on the loafers. Then, she went and stood in front of the full-length mirror she'd had installed in the room (a housewarming gift that had been the collective purchase of several of her friends from her old school).
Everything fit perfectly. The pants hugged her legs without being too tight, her shirt and vest were neither hanging loosely off of her nor were they uncomfortably tight, and she'd even managed to get that double-Windsor knot that Zack had shown her just right. The shocked look on Alice's face gave way to a smile as she began to strike a few poses in front of the mirror. Her outfit fit her perfectly, and she looked damn good in it!
Alice blushed a little as that thought struck her. It wasn't wrong of her to think that, was it? After all, she hadn't quite managed to slim herself down back to her pre-Buttercombe body. A part of her mind said that the butt in the mirror was still too big. A different part said that it looked good. It was okay to think that about herself, right? After a moment, Alice decided that it was the pants that really made it look great. The pants that she'd managed to alter perfectly! There was no way that Professor Taylor could turn her down!
Her ego successfully boosted, Alice turned and looked at the clock sitting on the bedside table.
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