419 - Wednesday Afternoon
Beyond the original freak out over the new, um, equipment between her legs and the fact that she'd grown almost a foot overnight, Rose was kinda enjoying being a guy. Okay, training today sucked because her center of balance was completely off, and she kept overreaching things cause she expected her arms to be a lot shorter, but at least as a guy, she was still hot and had awesome hair.
The hair was important, yes.
Now she was lounging on her bed and wondering how that extra height made the bed seem so much smaller. Sharing would be way more cuddly now, yeah. After training, she'd handwavily found a pair of jeans and t-shirt from the lobby that fit way better than the workout clothes she'd stolen from the gym (yeah, from the length of the pants, she was pretty sure they were Dimitri's and she was so keeping the t-shirt like the girly girl she was). It was wrong to admire your own butt in a pair of jeans when you were a guy, right?
Probably was, and Rose flipped on some music before starting trying to write an email to Lissa that broke her brain as much as possible.
[Open door, open post]
The hair was important, yes.
Now she was lounging on her bed and wondering how that extra height made the bed seem so much smaller. Sharing would be way more cuddly now, yeah. After training, she'd handwavily found a pair of jeans and t-shirt from the lobby that fit way better than the workout clothes she'd stolen from the gym (yeah, from the length of the pants, she was pretty sure they were Dimitri's and she was so keeping the t-shirt like the girly girl she was). It was wrong to admire your own butt in a pair of jeans when you were a guy, right?
Probably was, and Rose flipped on some music before starting trying to write an email to Lissa that broke her brain as much as possible.
[Open door, open post]