Cheerleader

Something about a bunch of sports studs coming over made the cheer outfit feel right.

Alexis : "lets do the cheer uniform

Samantha : "Oh good, I was hoping you'd pick that"

She quickly slips the skirt up and pulls the top on over her head.

She pulls at the end of her skirt

Samantha : "I don't think this would have been within the dress code at my highschool"

You both burst into a fit of giggles. Not just because of the silly joke but at how happy and on the same page you were. You both understand and accept each other and it's making it just a little bit easier to accept yourselves. You had spent so long pretending to be someone you weren't. And the people you actually are now? You liked those people.

Cerve : "alright just time for a quick bit of make up"

Her avatar is pointing to a kind of mask in the bathroom that you hadn't noticed before.

Cerve : "just hold the mask to your face for 30 seconds and let me do the rest."

You both do as she says. It's an odd experience. You can feel sprays and creams coming out of unseen nozzles and implements rub your cheeks and lips. After the promised 30 seconds a ping lets you know it's ok to take off the mask. The makeup is a perfect girl next door look.

You barely have time to gape at your appearance in the mirror before Cerve is herding you both downstairs just in time for the door bell to ring. You hear a doubtful masculine voice say something like "too good to be true". Cerve tells you to take them down to the basement and her avatar disappears. And with her so did all the metal plating, replaced by normal looking white walls with decidedly feminine adornments. If you didn't know better you'd have guess this was the house of a twenty something girl. Depending on how the nanobots worked on age, it occurs to you that this isn't far from the truth.