Go outside to play

Today would be the day.

I would find new users.

From my observations of humanity, public nudity is not a frequent state of dress. I would therefore require attire of some degree.

Harold Conniver's closet was filled almost entirely with men's clothing. This was to be expected; he is the only person that lives here. A small corner of the walk-in room was devoted to outfits in various styles and sizes for him to dress me in.

In my current body settings, my only options were a nurse's dress or a police officer's uniform. A number of other costumes were available, but they would require other mammary modules, and I would not be confident in my abilities to replace them myself at this time.

Some of Harold Conniver's clothes may fit me as well, though they would not be as comfortable as those sewn to my specifications.