It has been five years since the incident. You wake up in your apartment. It's nothing fancy, just a bedroom, bathroom, and a living room/kitchen hybrid. You stretch your long legs under the cover and kick off the sheet. You roll out of bed and give yourself a look in the mirror. You didn't seem to have very noticeable eyes, or really any at all, but you could still see. Your panties framed your curves nicely, squeezing the contours and such at just the right places, showing off your wondrous form. You also didn't talk all too much...except for farting now though. You pulled the panties down to change, but also gave yourself another look.
You bent over to get a look at your genitalia. A trend was growing where these styles were becoming like old hair styles. You decided to keep your brown wisps of hair trimmed, nicely framing your pussy. You open and close it a few times, enjoying the feeling. You then head to the drawer and open it to decide what to wear today.
First, do you have a job, taking classes, or on vacation?
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