Moving in

Annita looked over the various boxes that made up her possessions. Compared to when she was a trainer, such an amount felt impossible. Now, it felt normal.

"Is something the matter, dear?" Hamza inquired and Annita shook her head. While lost in thought for just a moment, seeing her boyfriend had cleared her thoughts in an instant.

"Not at all..." Annita answered and stared down at her body. While her clothes fit her persona, it didn't change the fact that her body didn't quite go all the way.

"If there's something that you need to tell me, I'm all ears." Hamza answered and Annita sat on the floor. Taking care to keep her clothes from getting wrinkled, she met her boyfriend's gaze.

"While I look like an old lady, my body sometimes doesn't feel it. Do you think there is a way that we can fix that?" Annita inquired and was met with a nod from her boyfriend. He was such the best in that regard. Hopefully the solution wouldn't be that difficult.