"So, hey, Mr. Jones..."
"Please, call me Joshua," he replied.
You shrugged a bit, hearing that come out of an adult female. "Joshua, how will our living arrangements work?"
"Well, sir, you shall stay in the bedroom of the family's daughter, and I in the same bedroom the mother/wife stays in."
He directed you towards the little girl's bedroom; white and pink with an equal amount of Barbie and Disney Princesses themed items.
"Wow," you replied. "This will take a bit of getting used to."
Joshua smiled. "Yes, well I'm sure you'll grow to love it."
"May I see your room?" you asked him.
"Certainly."
He took you to the master bedroom and it looked exactly as you expected. Plain, boring, and grown up-like, especially when compared to the room you'll be in.
"I certainly envy you," you said.
He smiled once again. "You will stay in the daughters bedroom and every article of clothing she has will be freely available for you to use at your choice. You also, if you wish, may entertain yourself with her toys and videos."
You shrugged. You weren't sure you would ever be able to have fun playing with dolls.
"Oh, and one more thing, sir. If you wish, you may choose for us to start acting like the bodies we're in."
"What do you mean?"
"To better make you feel comfortable "in your own skin," so to say, we employees who are assigned to bodies to watch over the customer's bodies, are taught how to act like a great variety of people. Mothers, fathers, brothers, sisters. So, if you choose, while I will continue to act as the employee assigned to watch over the daughter's body, I can also act like the mother, or rather, act like the woman who's body I'm in."
"So what, you'll treat me as if I really was your 8 year old daughter?"
"Precisely."