A little showing off.

Zack smiled warmly. "I wanna show you off."

Sarah's face took on an adorable expression of surprise followed by a teary-eyed smile. "Oh my goodness, you want me to pose naked for your friends?" she asked.

"What? No!" Zack was caught off-guard. "I meant put on some skimpy- oh."

Sarah couldn't hold back her laughter. "Oh my God, dude, I had you. Let's eat this shit and squeeze me into something."

Sarah devoured her breakfast and gleefully ran to their bedroom. Zack followed, still working on his. He found her going through her drawer with a growing pile of clothes on the floor next to her.

"Hey babe, there's no rush. You can stop to-"

"Zack, sweetie, there kind of is a rush. I want to squeeze everything I can out of this! In less than a week I'm going to be old Sarah again. Now, what do you think of this?" She held aloft a purple tank top that Zack had forgotten about. He wondered how long it'd been sitting at the bottom of the drawer.

Without waiting for an answer, Sarah stripped off her apron and put on the top. Without a bra, her nipples protruded prominently. She grinned when she saw Zack's eyes wander to them. "Looks like you approve! Now let's see about downstairs..."

As she started to repeat the process with her bottoms drawer, Zack appreciated her bare ass. She basked in his gaze, obviously delighted that she was so alluring. "You wanna sample the goods before we put 'em on display?"

He cleared his throat. "Um, I'm still recovering a little. I wanna save some stamina for our time with Ashley. You sure about going out in those?"

She was stepping into a casual pair of shorts that revealed more leg than he had ever seen on her in public. She laughed at his question. "You know my judgment's shot, right? I'd go outside naked right now if you weren't around to stop me. These aren't even my shorts! I think some of our luggage got mixed up when we stayed with Todd and Jane and I ended up with these."

"Uh, I'm starting to think that maybe going out dressed in those isn't a good idea. Do you wanna pick something a little more conservative?"

She took his hand and looked into his eyes. He saw an overwhelming tenderness and joy in them as she spoke. "Zack, babe, let me show you something."

She pulled out her phone and opened up her Instagram app. It was a flood of the usual mental health hints and platitudes until she switched accounts. Zack was taken aback to see her feed fill with scantily-clad models in exotic locales. "You... you have a separate Instagram account? Sarah, are you- what are you telling me?"

Her voice sparkled with joy as she made her impromptu confession. "I like to look at these women and pretend I'm them, babe. I always wished I was hot enough to dress like this. I've almost bought some of their clothes a few times, but I always chicken out." She looked up from the phone and he saw tears in her eyes. "Now I know I'm hot enough! I mean, god damn - look at this ass!" She slapped it and chuckled at the way he stared.

"I... Sarah, I had no idea."

"Of course you didn't," she said with a wink. "That's what makes it a secret account. I was ashamed that I wanted to be less ashamed! Now I have the opportunity to really show myself off. I mean, I'm proud of my body! I'm proud of how I look! I've never felt anything remotely like this."

She was convincing. "I suppose you don't buy art to leave it sitting in the attic," he said tentatively.

"That's the spirit! It's unfair for someone this fucking hot to bundle up and hide it away from the world."

He looked over her ensemble. Without a bra her breasts swelled pendulously under the tight purple tank, swaying and jiggling with every motion. Her dark khaki shorts stopped about 7 inches north of her knees and her toned calves tapered into a pair of casual sandals. It was a perfectly normal outfit but one that she would have been terrified to wear prior to the treatment.

"Well, you're not hiding much..." Zack still had some misgivings. He was supposed to be watching out for her, after all.

"Uh, we're not exactly surrounded by the paparazzi here in our apartment, babe. I wanna give somebody a boner!" She giggled. "Oh my God, I can give people boners! I never thought about it until now. I always just assume everyone things I'm gross and ugly, but I'm not! I can actually alter someone's fucking blood flow from across the room! I'm like a titty wizard!"

Despite his misgivings, Zack laughed at that. He was finally starting to get into the rhythm of her manic joy. "Ok, Merlin. Where to?"