When you wake up you feel better than you have your entire life. Every muscle feels loosened by the robotic expert hands. Your shoulder which had given you problems for years felt as good as new. You sat in blissful serenity listening to the calming music the house played through the walls. The house noticed your heart rate increased indicating you were awake "Did you enjoy your experience?"
"Hmm yes I did."
"Do you wish me to schedule another treatment for tomorrow?"
The thought of feeling pure bliss two days in a row excited you "Please do."
"I have scheduled you another treatment for the same time tomorrow." It spoke gently. "There is someone at the door."
The knock startled you even though the house had warned you. You didn't want to get up from the couch where the house had apparently deposited you but a second knock convinced you you should.
The spa amenities receded into the house and returned to the natural state of the living room. You opened the door and a very muscular deliveryman stood holding a package for you. He stared at you slackjawed for a moment before finally speaking "Package for julie heely."
You were still dazed from your massage and spa treatment so you absentmindedly accepted the package. "You look lovely today by the way." he said as you signed the form.
"Lovely?" he winked at you handing you the box before leaving.
"Who is julie?" you ask finally starting to wake up and realize you have someone else's mail.
"She is the previous resident of this house." the computer answered.
"We'll have to find a way to get her her package then." you say already treating the house like a friend. You realize you have to pee and head to the bathroom. As you're walking you notice the house apparently disrobed you and left you in a towel wrapped around your chest like you had seen your sister do so many times before.
The towel was very comfortable and warm like a soft blanket so you decided to leave it on. This meant you had to sit to pee lifting the towel like a dress. Once finished you go to wash your hands and then you see a woman staring back at you. She looks just as surprised to see you as you are to see her. That's when you realize you're looking into a mirror and not a weirdly placed window.
Your face was completely made up with makeup. Your eyebrows were arched femininely so there's no mistaking you for a man.
"What did you do?!" you scream at the house trying to scrub the makeup off.
"You requested the super. The super includes full body massage, facial cleanse, waxing, makeup and hair."
"Waxing?" For the first time you noticed your body was completely smooth. No five-o-clock shadow and the hair on your arms was gone. "Hair?" You were so distracted by the makeup that you didn't see that you hair had been styled in festival braids. No one would mistake you for anything but a woman. You angrily scrub at the makeup until your face begins to hurt. "Why wont this come off?" you shout.
"This is the new twenty-four hour makeup. It will not wash off or smear for twenty-four hours. You can even swim and exercise in it without fear."
You growl at the house. "What do I do?"
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