This choice: Tifa wakes up the next day and decides to go for a swim. • Go Back...Chapter #6Tifa wakes up the next day and decides to go fo... by: batfish   Tifa woke fairly early the next day, partly due to how her late afternoon nap turned into a nights sleep, so even though it was 5 in the morning she'd still had 12 hours of sleep. However, she mainly woke up because she was ravenously hungry.
Deciding that she didn't want to disturb anybody this early, she perused the remaining food on the trolley she'd ordered yesterday for something that would taste good cold. Finding some sliced ham, bread, butter, jam, croissants, boiled eggs and a stack of pancakes with a jug of syrup, Tifa moved her breakfast in front of the television and turned it on to find more of the cartoon that she had been watching the day before and began to shovel food into her mouth as fast as she could swallow it. Caught up in the strangely enticing cartoon, she didn't realise how much or how quickly she was eating and a few mintues after finishing what was in front of her another wave of hunger enticed her to scavenge for increasingly unsuitable food.
About an hour after she started her breakfast a break in the cartoon gave left Tifa the presence of mind to decide that there wasn't anything left on the trolley that was particularly appetising having sat there un-refrigerated or un-heated for half a day and she decided it was time to move on from breakfast. Also that she was wearing clothes that had both been slept in and had an uncharacteristic amount of food spilled on them, though the effects of the cartoon lingered enough to prevent her incredibly bloated stomach from really registering consciously. So she grabbed her suitcases from where she had dumped them upon arrival and easily carried the two heavy bags over to the giant wardrobe that took up one wall of her cabin, with the intention of unpacking them. She was thwarted in this attempt, however, by the discovery that none of the doors on it seemed to actually open, or at least not before the she stopped trying harder for fear of breaking them.
After a small amount of investigation she came upon a small button marked "Wardrobe", which she pressed.
"Welcome to your automated wardrobe system." said an electronic voice, "This system will attempt to provide for all of your clothing needs during your voyage. Please place any suitcases you may have beneath the bed and stand on the illuminated floor tile so that we may scan for your style and size preferences."
"This is amazing!" thought Tifa, following the instructions, "I can't begin to imagine how expensive this system must be."
"Scanning." stated the voice, as blue light fields began to move through the area beneath the bed and the area in which Tifa stood, "Should you want to use any clothing of your own be aware that there is a laundry available for personal items on deck 3. Wardrobe items can be returned for cleaning using the shoot illuminated now."
A flap in the wall flashes briefly
"Please be aware that this system is currently in testing and there may be callibration issues. Should you wish to perform a re-scan to better personalise your wardrobe simply press the button and request a re-scan. Similarly feedback can be registered in the same way, as well as this introduction."
The blue light fields finish moving through their respective areas.
"Scanning complete, please press the button when you are ready to select your outfit."
"Wonderful!" Tifa exclaimed, sitting on her bed, "I'm beginning to wish I hadn't packed so many clothes. I doubt I'll need anything other than this wardrobe can provide. Hmm, I guess I should work out what I'm going to do with my morning."
After a few minutes thought, during which she unconsciously rubbed her distended stomach, firm from all of the food packing into it, Tifa decided that she felt like getting some exercise in to start the day (never mind the fact that she had already started it with a binge, that didn't occur to her, breakfast doesn't count), so she stood up and pressed the button again.
"State your required attire." said the voice.
"Swimwear please." asked Tifa.
"Wait one moment." it responded and, after a brief whirring noise, one of the wardrobe doors opened and a hanger moved forward bearing a fairly sensible looking bikini, solid black bottoms with a white string top, on a rail next to it was a large plain white towel. "Please state if these are unsuitable."
"That'll do nicely." Tifa smiled, she had something very much like it in one of her suitcases, and pulled the bikini off the hanger and tossing it only the bed, swiftly followed by the towel. Both hanger and rail then retracted into the wardrobe, the door shutting behind it.
Removing her now somewhat dirty white t-shirt, black miniskirt and underwear, throwing them into a pile in the corner, Tifa donned the swimsuit, pulling the bikini bottom up over her sleek muscular thighs with ease and into place over her firm buttocks. Then putting the top in place beneath her breasts tied the strings first behind her back and then, pulling it up over her sizable, yet perky breasts, behind her neck. She also redid her hair, braiding it so that it wouldn't get in the way or tangle.
Admiring herself in the mirror, ignoring her bloated midsection once more, and admiring the wardrobe for its perfect choices of style and size, Tifa wrapped the towel round her wait and left her room to find the pool.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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