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the world around him slowly unfolds. a gentle breeze wafts by as it brushes past the forming body. Immediately though he can see a sunrise, over misty blue hills in the distance, while the the green leaves of the trees through this valley shimmer in the early sun. This is the natural world sprawling out in front of him, in a clarity he could hardly imagine. The body he was in felt good as it sat on this hill looking out. It was loose, calm, fit. He decides to take a look at himself and the euphoric experience halts.
He, or rather she, is a lot shorter than he was, with an olive tone to her skin. there was a blue windbreaker and a red t-shirt that blocked her view of her body, but it was certainly female, with modest mounds on her chest and a distinct feminine shape to her hips. She couldn't see the whole picture of herself but as she looked herself over she could see that her nails were well maintained, and fairly short, and her body was healthy as far as she could tell, fairly thing not not necessarily athletic. Her legs look strong, sculpted for hiking. It took a moment to take it in but... even though this body was wrong, it wasn't bad.
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