After a month of rehab, well more getting use to a different perception. New weight, height, center of balance, and figure shape. I had to readjust myself mentally more then physically. The clothes that they had provided where a mixture of male and female clothing. I grew accustomed to a mixture of the two to form my personal style and taste. I was finally allowed to leave and go home to my small one room apartment.
"Guess I'm home." I sighed looking and the poorly furnished apartment that I lived in for the past 8 years. "Think it time I make a change to better suit my new form and personality I was developing due to it, though not much of a change but enough that I could notice.
I spent the next week finding a bigger single room apartment across from work and bough all new furniture and painted it to better suit the new me. The washroom was a soft pink with white tones in the towels and mats. The living room was a nice gray tone. The furniture was a steel and white to contrast against the darker color walls. New and old gaming systems and a wide collection of games. A detailed new wardrobe compiled of the clothes I enjoy from both genders mainly in white and black. My intake for food and drink is limited to select things my robotic body can and needs to break down to maintain an energy source and lubrication to it's parts.
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