The conveyor stopped in the next room. You stepped off the conveyor into a pair of feet shaped recesses in the floor of the room. You had done this enough times on Earth that you knew how to stand for the dressing sequence.
"Preparation for dressing sequence complete, Commander." the computer stated.
You felt yourself sink into the recess as a pair of underwear was slid up your legs. You were still slightly in the post-hibernation fog, so you didn't bother to look down at what was going on.
"Please lift your arms, Commander."
Following that, an undershirt was slid onto your torso, though it felt slightly wrong, like it had gotten stuck halfway. You shrugged it off, though.
"The computer will take care of it..." you thought to yourself.
While this was an official space voyage, because it would be weeks before the crew reached the destination, and for psychological reasons, you were allowed to choose a casual outfit of your choosing to wear before landing. The scientists said that it helped with the post-hibernation process to have something familiar to wear.
You felt a pair of tight pants slid up your legs and were secured around your waist, although the pants had some trouble fastening the zipper.
"Body parameters slightly changed. Likely a result of atrophy during hibernation, nothing to worry about, will follow-up during med-check." the computer stated.
A tight shirt was also pulled over your head and onto your body, and the computer took no notice of your stuck tank top. You'd have to do that yourself. The recesses started to elevate you. You stepped out back onto the conveyor and brushed a strand of hair out of your face, noticing that your nails were pretty long.
It was normal situation, during hibernation, the body kept living, so your hair and nails keep growing and have to be groomed. You glanced in the mirror as you started moving, noticing that your clothes weren't your own... and the way it shaped your body seemed... wrong, but you were still slightly out of it.
You were moved into the next room by the conveyor, which was...
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