Breakfast, and figuring out what to do for the day

I got myself a bowl of cereal.

This was my first time, alone as Joan, setting out to actually do anything. What I was setting out to do, was have breakfast. I was filled with a brightness which took me by surprise. I've never been a morning person. Now somehow I was walking on sunshine, just getting myself breakfast. Opening the cupboard, grabbing a bowl, wearing my pyjama top -- and pink panties.

I was wearing the same style of pyjama top as I always did: just a soft T-shirt. But rather than a basic gray, it was a lavender that complimented the pink panties I was now wearing. My breasts moved freely underneath the shirt, and the panties felt soft but snug. -- This was a bit of a departure from how I had dressed as 'John' last night, and what I had worn this morning: normally I sleep commando. Apparently as 'Joan' I did still wear something for my bottoms, but the stone had to fill in the blank, and then worked out what I would wear for my top that was in line with what I'd do.

I still wonder how the hell it does that... But I had no complaints, in any case. I felt my body wiggle pleasantly underneath my shirt as I gathered my breakfast.

I ate breakfast, enjoying my raisin wheats much more than usual, but also much more quickly than usual. I hummed a nameless tune to myself as I did.

I finished, and wondered what Greg was up to. I was thinking of his suggestion to 'keep being Joan', when it occurred to me that I didn't know how long the switch would last. I'd decided to set up the same situation, apart from legalising cannabis. That made for less of a change, and with only a short phone conversation with Greg, not a lot of interaction.

I sensed that the fact that I'd drawn Greg's attention to the switch, actually would help the effect last longer: it was hard on Greg, but it helped the stone to smooth over the discontinuities from 'normal'. Again, the nonverbal way that the stone seemed to instruct me made it feel like I was just remembering something naturally.

Did the stone make automatic minor changes to let me remember things? Were those permanent? I wondered. But then I 'remembered' that very small changes, like little bits of knowledge, could be made permanent. I guess that could come in handy.

But then it occurred to me: that meant that I might be able to do a switch, _during another switch. _That was one way that could extend a switch to make it last longer.

I didn't know how long it would take Greg to coordinate things with his sister Tegan, and her wife Alice. If Greg acted the way I thought he would, he'd be brewing some strong coffee, and jotting some thoughts on paper over a joint. Some things he took very seriously, and the things I had landed in his lap were exactly that sort of thing. But as serious as he was, he refused to be hurried.

So... it as probably a good idea for me to make a switch that lasted several hours, and to go out into the world to interact with it. At the same time, I was still new to all this, and didn't want to land myself in an absolutely wild world that I wasn't ready for.

I thought about how I wanted to do this.