"There you go," a slender, female nexus employee said as Wendy began to wake. "Just like we promised. Completely painless."
"That wasn't bad at all," Wendy said as she sat up. For the first time in a long while, the sensation of sitting up wasn't accompanied by the feeling of her heavy, milk filled breasts pulling her forward. Looking down, she saw that she still looked exactly like she had before, but the chair felt... different. Like it was bigger, but not as high off the ground. "I feel kind of... funny," she said, reaching up to cup her breasts. They were still hers, but some how, they felt smaller in her hands.. like she could completely cover them up, which she hadn't felt since she was a much younger girl.
"That's to be expected," the employee said as she laid out Lisa's clothing for Wendy. "You're Lisa Hale now, for the next two days. Lisa is quite a bit smaller than you, though a little taller. When you interact with the world, it will be as though you were her size and shape."
"Oh, I see. But... people will still see me as me?" she asked.
"Not quite," the employee said, bringing over a small mirror. "If you look in the mirror, you'll see what others see."
Taking the mirror, Wendy first looked at her face. The face that looked back at her was very similar to her own face at eighteen, except she'd never had skin that clear... and she looked... cuter she guessed. Looking downwards she saw the reflection of a trim, fit young girl with pert breasts and light muscular definition."Oh, wow. I'm... pretty. You didn't mention I'd get to be this pretty," she said.
"Well, you did ask for a young girl who's life would be fun to live. Lisa was a cheerleader in high school and has some very popular friends. She has no job or obligations, so you're free to relax and enjoy her life for the next few days. We thought it would be a good fit for what you wanted."
"Oh, it's wonderful," Wendy said, setting down the mirror. "Um, and these clothes will fit?" she asked, picking up Lisa's skinny jeans and her small, B-cup bra. "I mean..."
"They'll fit. Like we said, you're going to interact with the world as though you had her shape. Here, this is a file with all of the information you'll need to live her life for the next two days," the woman said, handing over a folder. "I'll leave you to get dressed, if you have any questions, stop by the front desk on your way out," she finished as she opened the door and left to give Wendy some privacy to get dressed.
"Two days as a pretty young cheerleader," Wendy said, picking up the file. "No kids, no husband, no chores... but what should I do first?"
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