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"Sure, I'll come," said Martina. "I gotta get out of this room anyway."

Miranda looked around the room, confused. "It looks just like it always did. Why is the room bad?"

"It's just too much of the old me," said Martina, "And obviously I'm not him anymore." They all looked around at the room's decor, a mix of sports stuff and sexy girls, and it did make sense.

"We can help you redecorate if you want," said Morgan. "Actually, I might take that off your hands," she gestured to a poster of a scantily clad Megan Fox, "I'm starting to see the appeal."

Martina laughed, looking at her newly lesbian older sister and then at her newly slow-witted twin. "I guess we're all pretty different now," she said with a smile, "I'm just the only one who looks it."

As Martina stood up, Morgan noticed her pubic hair, something neither her or Miranda had. She pointed down at it, "Speaking of which, we could also help you get rid of that bit of fuzz sometime."

Martina blushed. "Thanks, but I'm already more naked than I'm ready to be right now."

The trio headed down the stairs and told their mom they were going out. She reminded Morgan and Martina to keep an eye on Miranda, since they were still figuring out how capable she was. Miranda was embarrassed by this open discussion of her newfound stupidity, but said nothing.

And then the three naked Mason sisters headed out the front door and into the world.