Dr. Alonzo did seem nice, but if she has ulterior motives, Melanie would have no way of knowing. Plus, no way to know how she would react since she thinks Melanie was killed in an accident at her lab. Add in the fact she would probably document all of this, and then the higher ups and government would likely know. Melanie doesn't have any close family, since he dad was a deadbeat and mom lost her battle with cancer years ago, so not like there's people she is super close to, but she doesn't want a cousin or anyone getting used as leverage, or like the CIA trying to use her as a spy or weapon. Maybe she's just being paranoid, but this is too crazy to think about in a completely rational way. Looking around, she realizes she needs to get out of here, since she is officially 'dead' and the apartment is likely going to be inventoried and her affairs settled. She starts to pack a bag, then pauses. What does she need in her current state? Nothing, so she puts things back as she found them, or as close as she can, and considers where to go. Snapping her fingers she remembers a summer house on an island up in Maine. It's closed down, no heat, no water, and likely cold as hell this time of year, but it's prefect since the only way to the house is by boat, and the rest of the island is uninhabited. Closing her eyes, concentrating on the location she is about to try and will herself there when she pauses, opening her eyes and smiling, holding her hands before her face, and watching as she wills it to happen. It's amazing to watch her body appear to dissolve into nothi....
ngness, and then to see it reappear in the house in Maine, all in an instant. She shivers and realizes she should have changed clothes, but then thinks and is suddenly in ski pants and a puffy coat, before stopping. This is bulky and awkward...she needs something form fitting. Snapping, she concentrates again, and is now in a full body wetsuit, complete with built in feet and gloves. It's a thicker cut of neoprene which holds in her heat, so only her face is cold, her breath clear even in the living room. She moves around a bit, and this full body wetsuit is better, allowing her to move more easily, but she is still cold. She pauses and considers options. being a science grad student, she studied mostly physics and chemistry, but had to do plenty of bio and organic chem. She concentrates, and takes a deep breath as this will be a real test of her powers. Turning inward, focusing on her own body and it's metabolism, she drops her normal body temp, and changes her chemistry to operate at lower temps, and opens her eyes. Her breath is no longer visible and she does't feel cold. In fact she is a little warm, and then gasps when she looks in a mirror. She still looks like herself, but her skin has a blue tint to it, like she was frozen. Going to the bathroom, she gets a thermometer and takes her temp, stunned to find her body temp is just above freezing now! She did it, almost too well, but no sense in trying to adjust it more, this works fine.
Now that she is comfortable, alone and secure, it's time to start really playing around. Obviously she has control over her physiology, but she should test it some more. Taking a deep breath, she starts to age herself until she sees an old woman in a wetsuit in the mirror, then marvels as she de-ages and turns into a 10 year old girl, wetsuit changing with her. She restores herself to her 20s, maybe a little younger than she had been. then swallowing, she turns herself male, wetsuit growing as she becomes a buff guy in a skin tight wetsuit. Looking in the mirror she is so hot, before laughing at herself, getting turned on by herself. But her eyes widen and she looks down, seeing a growing bulge in her wetsuit. "Oh, oh my God, nope, nope" and she turns back to her human self, blushing which looks oddly purple in the mirror. "Ok, nope, getting turned on by myself, and then having a boner instead was waaayy too awkward." but she laughs, as it does present some challenges she needs to be mindful of: she may assume a different form, but her mind stays the same, so she needs to remember that. Now, on to other things, non human forms. She starts to get undressed for this, then pauses, remembering that this wetsuit is simply part of her, and all she needs to do is transform it with herself, or maybe better, simply make it vanish. And sure enough, she is naked in the living room, her normally tanned skin now pale and slightly blue, laughing at her naked body in the reflection "I look like Smurf porn" giggling. Then she has an idea, concentrating, and trying to shrink. Sure enough she goes from 5'8" down to an even 4' and laughs. "Ok, further" and she continues to shrink, until she is too small to see her reflection, about 6 inches tall. She walks around, giggling at the concept of being a living Barbie...no arctic Barbie, giggles then has a thought. Looking down she concentrates and smooth over her crotch, nipples smoothing out, until she looks like an actual Barbie doll, but animate. "I know it doesn't matter since I am alone, but it did feel weird being naked with everything out...so, this works" and she then smiles and taps into her power once more, shrinking further, until she is about ant sized, staring up at the huge world around her, laughing. "This is so cool!" Pausing, she was going to try something like a dog or cat for her first nonhuman but still animate form, but since she's down here, she closes her eyes this time, and when she opens them, she stumbles a bit, disoriented. She turned herself into an ant, and the insectoid vision is crazy, like hundreds of fractal images of the world around her. Add in the fact that can taste colors, smell sounds and has six legs, and she is stumbling around, bumping into things, really struggling. She is about to give up and turn back when she wishes she had ant instincts to go with the form, when suddenly. Her sense normalize, her body control asserts itself and she clicks approvingly, as her mind adjusted to ant form. She makes a ton of clicking sounds which is ant speak for "holy shit" and realizes she is still her, but even adjusted her neural pathways to match her form....she has an ant mind overlaid on her Melanie consciousness. This is crazy, but now she so needs to test it, but not in this house, out there.
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