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See Yourself Be Yourself [13] Flashes She wasn't sure what she wanted to wear to bed. Lillis had grabbed an interesting variety of options from the pocket reality, but none of them screamed pajamas, nightgowns, or anything like that. Not that Brent ever opted for anything as formal as pajamas since he was a kid. His dad basically wore a pajama outfit all the time around the house when he wasn't going anywhere because he said they were comfortable, and they basically looked like what he would wear anyway. He was an old man, and he basically stopped giving a crap a decade ago. It was both frustrating and inspiring. The towels were comfy and soft, and her skin didn't feel so delicate that just using the towels casually would scour off her flesh. Drying and cleaning were awkward tasks. Everything she tried felt too forceful. As if she were committing a crime just by drying herself. She wasn't a delicate, girly girl. She wasn't quite sure what she was, but it wasn't that. Her makeshift

See Yourself Be Yourself [12] Nakedly Showering "Something I haven't heard yet. Maybe. Brent Lewis is my name, but my life has changed, and I want a name that reflects my own feelings, not something chosen for me at birth or at this possible new beginning. You can use either name until I decide who I want to be. Maybe a little more Brent, at least around here, but Misty is probably more appropriate for whatever comes next. Like the way you use Elle. How did you feel about that sort of thing?" All that felt like another marathon effort she had to shove into a few words. "Okay, you tell me when you figure out what you want your name to be for good. I'll just call you Brent and Misty, whatever feels right. As for me, shit be complicated. Elle keeps it simple, but it's good to have everything in the same ballpark. Well, you better start showering, Brent. There are plenty of clean towels in the upstairs closet. I've got a whole bunch of different soaps if you need anything you don't

See Yourself Be Yourself [11] Change It should have been easy to catalog them for later use. They were thoughts she had made and explored herself. Ideas about Star Trek and places that should have been obvious where the world could follow. Put it this way. There had to be worlds out there that lacked some resource that was abundant here. Trade, but obviously to the advantage of both trading partners. Not that she considered herself an expert when it came to trade or commerce, but it just made sense. And that wasn't counting the simple fact that clothes and other things were simply available when you dialed in a certain space to use. Dream it, and it shows up. Literally everything they would ever need. So why does the current economic system still exist? Why can't things change? Not that she felt like or wanted to be some revolutionary against the status quo, but somebody out there should've seen the possibilities and wanted to exploit them. Maybe that's what this group was going

See Yourself Be Yourself [10] Do It It was all right. Lillis and Valerie had a history where sharing a hug was just one of those natural things. Certain people were those who leapt forward with a clear and confident embrace, and the world embraced them. If only she could be built that way. His life was different. Brent's mom used to casually subscribe to and also huff with distaste about astrology. One thing she remembered from that time was the idea of nakshatra. A lot of ancient Hindu astrology. The idea that there were these template pattern combinations that represented connections between people, looks, personalities, and interests. You had to know the exact moment you were born, and his mother actually kept that from him. Like it was a secret or a detail that she didn't want to talk about. But then she came into this world not through a birth canal but through a C-section. It was supposed to be easier, but more recently, there have been discussions about how being born has

See Yourself Be Yourself [9] Swaps But it didn't take long for Misty to realize that she hadn't actually gotten tacos but rather the cheese quesadilla. It looked nicer, but her mind and stomach had already prepared for the other item. What she had was clearly an objective better, but looking at the crisp tacos Lillis was enjoying sparked a tiny flare of jealousy. She could have asked to trade, but it was more the ideal of the tacos than their actuality that she wanted. Grass is greener concept. Any other state of being right now would be preferable to where she wound up. She knew she had blessings she could count, even if they didn't feel obvious. She was alive. As old people always liked to point out, she had her health. At least as far as she knew. Lillis would have informed her if there was anything, and what she knew of the process emphasized that nothing negative would be placed on the recipient of the service. However, if Dina had had her way, she could have ended up as a

See Yourself Be Yourself [8] Valerie Psychologically, it felt most appropriate to position herself at the lowest pick. The least inconvenience to her host. The air mattress felt like the most she could ask for. But it would have to be dragged out, inflated, and set up. Using this couch would be good since she was already here and had everything she needed. The one upstairs sounded nicer, though, and she could just take all the stuff Lillis brought her there. She couldn't possibly ask her host to give up half her bed. That would be too much after everything else she had done for her. Maybe rolling some number generator on a website would be the best idea... Before she could trace this series of thoughts to anything resembling a conclusion, there was a knock at the front door. The sound had a deliberate pattern that resembled a melody, but Misty couldn't figure out what it was. Lillis made a sound of recognition and stretched up from the couch to walk over to the hallway. "Hey, Val.

See Yourself Be Yourself [7] Arrival Lillis was away, rushing back to the truck as soon as she passed through into the hallway. On the wall to her left were a variety of fancy brass hangers stuck up with almost-covered command strips. A little seat and a designated area for shoes did double and triple duty as storage. Everything was scooted very close to everything else. It was to be expected. This was Southern California. Any space was at a premium. The closet practically butted up against the door and required careful manipulation and folding to not block the opening. Fancy little ornaments hung on the wall. Misty recognized the style of at least some of them as suggesting and embodying the sense of science fiction that Lillis alluded to. Others had traces of what must have been a video game aesthetic. Both made her wish she had more familiarity with one of the subjects, but she... he felt like he was just falling deeper into a bimbo-like role. Behind the door ahead was a water

See Yourself Be Yourself [6] Snack The rain remained heavy as they pulled away from the apartment. If anything, it got even heavier. Misty grabbed the pink elephant out of the bag and hugged it to her chest. Brent used to do that a lot when Dina didn't even want to touch him. She couldn't see the elephant with her boobs in the way, but when she looked from the side, she noticed that the poor thing was having its back broken by her bust. Repositioning the stuffed critter only buried it in a forest of softness. Nothing of her old habits fit anymore. She would have to adapt. Lillis sighed and looked over. "I don't want to pressure you, but you need to document all of this. The moment that bitch shattered the crystal, it became a $100,000 legal case. I'll testify to whatever they need to know about what happened. But legal things take time. Especially if she wants to drag it out. I assume there was a deposit on the apartment. Breaking up with someone is never easy, especially on

See Yourself Be Yourself [5] Acclimate "Would you be cool with some music?" Lillis leaned back in the driver's seat and adjusted her towel. Her last word was followed by an extended yawn that Misty couldn't help but catch and echo in a smaller version. The first thing that Misty did in response was shake her head before realizing she was going in the wrong direction and boldly nodded instead of timidly twisting her neck. Lillis chuckled and sniffled as he plucked a classic handkerchief out of her purse to rub her nose with. She offered her guest a second one and urged, "Keep it. My family used to collect them all the time instead of doing the normal thing and putting some toilet paper or tissue away for later." Lillis paired her phone with her car's dashboard. She stopped at an area of the parking lot with a designated stop sign and took a few moments to scroll through her playlist. "I'm not a big fan of classic rock. Or most of the stuff from the last century. But I do have

See Yourself Be Yourself [4] Drenched “Hey, there. How are you feeling now?” Misty cracked open her eyes. Elle ducked down and looked at her. Everything about her felt so sweaty and hot, wrapped up like that. And her lips felt like they were going to split from the dryness. Her head pounded with a faint ache. And there was an itchy, achy dryness between her legs. She resisted the urge to scratch down there but shifted instead, hoping that might help. All the impossible, horrible sensations returned. She was, for now and forever, this skinny, bolted-on-boobed, slight figure of a girl. Her eyes trembled, but she seemed too dehydrated to shed tears. Elle passed her a water bottle and urged her to drink. Her plump, crusty, chapped lips felt unnatural when accepting the bottle. Bright blonde hair kept dropping over her eyes and twisting to get into her mouth. She gave a listless puff and continued to drink. Meanwhile, Elle asked her what her situation was now and if she had a place to