There didn’t seem to be anyway to reverse this. It’s not like I could select my original body in the game as a character and hope for another power surge. I resigned myself to the fact that I was stuck, but I did ask if someone could pick me up some normal-looking clothing. A bunch of guys at the arcade quickly volunteered to get stuff for me in the wider mall (I’m guessing they thought they’d be able to see me change in front of them or something). But when they returned with some sweats and yoga pants, I was lucky the arcade had a back room where I could put them on. Marvin asked if I wanted to head back to our apartment, but I told him I could make my own way. I just wanted to be alone for a bit. I ended up just wandering in the mall. I checked myself out in a few mirrors. My reflection was still so weird to me. I suppose I was thankful that without the outfit, I did just look like a normal woman. Granted, I still had a great figure and was quite attractive, but I wouldn’t be drawing the same kind of attention I had in the arcade. Small favors, I guess.
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