Good afternoon. I do think I'm getting used to this, though.
[Enough, at least, to abandon text. There's a good few she might look familiar to, if only because— well, Alois' facial features didn't actually change a whole lot, once awash in estrogen. It's primarily the voice - just a little lighter - as well as the much longer hair and the cleavage that make the picture.
Said cleavage, by the way, seems to be housing a small animal. It's just kind of nesting, chilling out, may even be asleep. Another of the things is on Alois' hair. As in, it's clinging to the blonde curtain over her shoulder, scrabbling around as though it might be caught.]The, you know, change, I mean, yes, it happened to me.
[NO, REALLY???] And it's still awfully - uh - okay, all right; it makes me want to puke if I think too hard about it and I'm pretty sure I'll never enjoy
the dreaded lady's hat, but I mean, the rest of it's all right. Actually, wouldn't you say baps are a little convenient! You can keep things there, or mess with them if you're bored. I saw it's supposed to go away soon, but... well, I'll miss all these clothes I bought.
[So many. So many clothes.
She scritches the soft little head that's resting at her chest, with just her index finger.]I
assume loads of people will be celebrating, if everything gets fixed. I was thinking about having a party for it, myself. With themed games, like spear-the-pig and clam grabs!
[SPARKLE]It's great, isn't it? Being able to have parties whenever you want? Without anyone stupid and awful talking to you or asking you what you want or deciding they know your preferences already so they go and arrange for the party and it turns out to be exactly perfect and beautiful even though you didn't even say what you were thinking? It is
so great to throw a party without those things!
[SPAR...KLE......... The sugar glider in her cleavage dives away from her escalating voice, which makes her realize herself.]...Anyway. Let me know if you'd be interested. Bodies are the perfect thing to celebrate.