Chapter #11...Sailor Mars by: LN.CT   You look down at the suit in your hand and can't help but blanch. You then look over to the side at your dad and pale even more. To think that this is what awaits you makes you a bit sick.
The officer looks at you expectantly and more than a little impatient at this point. "Get a move on, kid." He says, pointing to the small cabin where you can put the suit on with at least a small bit of dignity left.
"This is the last time I went to a con with you dad!" You say, gripping the straps of your bag tighter and heading to the changing room.
Closing the curtain, you quickly strip naked and look into the mirror. 'Well, just a few hours, and then I am back to normal. Not like anyone here knows me, so no biggie.' You think to yourself, slipping into the suit. The material feels strangely warm and inviting. It is soft and pliable, accommodating for your shape as you pull it on. Suddenly you realize there is a problem as you try to zip up the suit. You can't reach all the way up.
"Hmm... dad... cold you come in and zip me up?" You call.
A moment later, your dad slips in past the curtain and pulls the zipper all the way. "Pretty cool, huh?" He says with a grin plastered all over the face.
"That is not the word I would use. Now get out, I need to get dressed." You push your dad out of the small changing room. Looking to the mirror again, you realize that while your build is much closer to your own height wise, the curves will make it impossible for you to wear your clothes. Surrendered to your fate, you pull the sailor suit out of your bag.
The red theme of the suit actually quite fits your now black and almost violet long hair. Pulling and tugging at the clothes, you finally manage to adjust properly. Looking in the mirror again, you notice that there even seems to be some makeup applied to your face. You can feel the earrings dangling in your ears, which creeps you out. 'What is this stuff.' You bring your hand to your chest. 'Yep!' You can feel yourself touching your chest. It is quite alien feeling to be honest. Slipping on the heels which make you quite a bit wobbly, you sigh, pack up your clothes and zip up the bag.
Stepping out, you see your dad giving you thumbs up. You facepalm and drop the bag as you are then led to the xray machine and the procedure your dad went through is repeated with you. When the zipper is pulled off the suit, you suddenly feel a slight electrical shock at your neck. "Ouch!" You yelp and massage the nape of your neck to find the place where the zipper used to be, perfectly smooth and feeling like your own skin. The choker you are wearing now slips into the place.
"Sucks to be you kid." The officer says getting his camera ready. "Now say cheese." He snaps a few pictures and hands you to the other guy.
Half blind and struggling to stay balanced on those heels, you push out your chest not to fall. This somewhat helps you to stabilize, but makes you super self conscious.
A few moments later you are handed your new ID and the sealed folder is placed into your luggage which is taken from you. This leaves you looking like a sailor Mars heading towards your sailor Jupitered dad walking a bit unsure holding just your cabin bag and new ID with the plane ticket. As you get closer you notice that even with those heels on, your dad is still quite a bit higher than you.
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