Joe's old clothes really don't fit anymore...

I felt it before, but good Lord do my clothes not fit me anymore. Its not bad per say, I can still wear it evident with my jeans and socks (and the other articles of clothing I took off), but they felt very loose around my body. Or mighty too tight in others, as I rubbed my shapely rear. Again, it was convenient that the machine could also create clothing, though it required a specific character for it to produce the clothes. A few minute later and I fished out Melina's garments out of the pod, which also included her underwear... or what at least was considered underwear for the game's setting. Looked more like small clothes albeit made of primitive fabrics, not that they weren't bereft of any quality but I had a hunch I'd need to get modern underwear in my (or really, Melina's) sizes.

I did find it neat that the machine also included some binding tape alongside the bundle, though I wouldn't need it yet. Once I fully changed into Melina's clothing plus the nifty cloak, I climbed up the stairs with bit of pep in my steps. When I entered the living room, Macy and Meyer perked up from whatever they were doing to look at me. I paused in my stride and stared back at my pet dog and cat - there was something of an awkward standoff between (in their eyes) them and a weird girl dressed up like a dark fantasy version of Little Red Riding Hood.

"... hey guuuuys?" I drew out the letter u as I gave my pets a meek wave. Macy trotted over to me and gave my clothes a sniff, which apparently was enough for her as she simply chuffed and returned to napping on the couch. Meyer meanwhile just sat back down and yawned, the lazy bastard. I could only huff in amusement and gave the two some much appreciated love in the form of belly rubs and headpats.

"Alright, gonna go to my room, guys. Y'all better behave cause I'll be... busy," I gave Macy one last scratch behind the ear and Meyer a quick belly rub before I bounded off for my bedroom upstairs.