I took my time and removed my makeup slowly, looking at the person I’d become. Even as my eyes revealed themselves truly, my eyelashes thick and dark and curled, it was a woman who looked at me somberly. Removing my bra left me with high, rounded mounds on my chest, moving easily as I stretched my thin arms to re-braid my hair for sleeping.
My lips had never been like that when I’d been Arrat Metherd. They’d never been so full, so pink, like my nipples, or so soft and kissable.
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