"This… This feels so weird, Master…" Brendan groaned as we ate our food at the dining table.
I tilted my head at her, "Hmm? Why? It's not like you've never turned yourself into a girl before."
"Yes but… Now I have memories of being one… I know how to shave my legs… I know how to put on makeup and even walk in heels… All of this I know I've never done before yet feels so natural to me… I even know how to… Ah… Ermm… Nevermind! This pasta is really good, Master!"
Hmm… I wondered what else she remembered?
Nevertheless, I'm quite proud of this pasta I made even if I do say so myself.
I leaned my chin on my palm, "You know… If you don't want this, I can always just change you back to your male form?"
I thought she would accept it but Brendan just scratched her cheek sheepishly, "I'm… I'm fine, Master. It'll just take some time for me to get used to it. Something like this shouldn't bother me at this stage, after all."
