"There we go," Tina said, what seemed like moments after Lisa had nodded off, but was in fact nearly an hour later. "All done now. How do you feel?"
"It's weird, like you said. It definitely wasn't painful. Um, when will the blurry fade? I remember things getting blurry when the lights were going, right before I nodded off, but, it's not going away."
"Here," Tina said, handing over a pair of squared glasses with thin metal frames. "Your eyes have not been damaged or changed at all, but, part of bending reality for you to assume Angela Stein's life is that she wears glasses. So, if you are not wearing glasses, or contacts, then the world is blurry."
"Oh, I see," Lisa said, putting on the glasses and marveling as the world snapped back into focus. "I expect that will take a little getting used to. Are there other things I should expect to be odd like that?"
"Well, why don't you get dressed and we can go over those things," Tina said, handing over the clothes that Angela had worn to The Nexus.
Lisa slipped into the other woman's panties with only a moment of hesitation, feeling slightly odd about wearing another woman's underwear, but deciding not to dwell on it over much. She did, however, stop when she picked up the bra, finding it to be substantially different in design from the light bras she was used to wearing. "36DDD?" Lisa read off the label. "Um, this won't fit me, I'm no where near that big!"
"Just slip it on dear, you'll find it fits just as well as the panties did. And believe me, even though you aren't that big, if you try going bra-less, not only will you feel the effects, but you'll feel them as though you were that big. And trust me, there's a reason that women as busty as Angela, or should I say, as busty as you, don't go without support!"
Fumbling for a moment with the extra hooks in the bra, she quickly found the support more welcome than she had expected. Tina hadn't been kidding that things would affect her strangely while living Angela's life. More fumbling followed as she slid into the other woman's thigh high stockings and garter belt, before pulling on her size 8 skirt and struggling into the blouse that hugged her chest like no other shirt ever had. "So, I guess getting dressed isn't one of the things that comes with the 'skills' I get from her, is it?"
"No, I'm sorry Angela," Tina said, already starting to call Lisa by the name that went with her current identity. "But, Monday morning when you get to work, you'll find all the knowledge that goes with an undergraduate degree in accounting and masters in business administration is tucked away within your head."
"Oh, wow, that sounds important," Lisa said, digging through her new purse to find an impressive collection of credit cards, business cards, and other nick knacks within. "I had thought she was a secretary, or something."
"Oh heaven's no, I doubt many secretaries would be able to afford to rent your life for an entire month," Tina said, collecting a folder of information about Angela's life for Lisa.
"A whole month?" Lisa asked, a little surprised. "I only put down for ten weeks that I'm available, and she paid for almost half of it?"
"She did. She said that she'd skipped summer vacation after her senior year to get ready for school in the fall, and she missed her senior class trip. She was very insistent in booking this that she be able to go on your senior class trip, since she missed hers ten years ago. Now, if you don't have any other questions, I'll go ahead and walk you out."
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