Through simple reflection

After four months, Dove would say she's finally getting used to this strange new world. Sure, she could pass as being used to it already from the moment she arrived, with all the knowledge that the rift seems to have left her with, but it still felt very strange suddenly arriving in this world of automobiles, smartphones, and capitalism. But now, if it weren't for the fact that she has friends, family, and pets back home who are all likely missing her, Dove almost feels like she could live here indefinitely. The convenience of modern technology just might be worth the pressure of paying bills, especially with the somewhat job in which she landed.

One thing in particular that Dove loves about this world is the shower she is currently using. Bathing is nice, but showering is exciting! It feels like how she imagines it would feel to stand under a waterfall, except more gentle. She still isn't sure exactly where the water comes from, but she loves to take advantage of having a seemingly unlimited supply of water to let flow over every part of her body...within reason of course. A little research on her phone quickly revealed that clean water is far from limited here in the long term, and she would hate to be part of that problem.

As Dove shuts off the faucet and steps out to grab a towel and dry off, she grabs her blow dryer to dry her hair; she would prefer to stand on her balcony and let it dry in the breeze, but unfortunately she doesn't have time for that on workdays. She sets her towel aside and does a few quick stretches before tying her hair back as usual. As she reaches for her clothes, she pauses as she comes to a realization.

I wish I could spend more time in the shower...but maybe feeling the air against my whole body would be the next best thing! But...could I really just go outside without any clothes on? Dove takes a moment to think it over, but every second of thought only makes her idea sound like a better one. After all, she's always enjoyed being naked, and has only made a habit of wearing clothes because her parents forbid her from being naked except while bathing. But her parents aren't around...and she misses them, of course, but at least now they have no idea what she is or isn't wearing! It shouldn't cause any problems at work either; Dove is a yoga instructor, and wearing no clothing should allow for even easier movement than skin-tight clothing would. And she never wears shoes anyway, so she's already found a good few stores and restaurants that don't have a "no shoes, no shirt, no service" rule.

It's settled, today will be Dove's nudism trial run!

Dove walks out of the bathroom and folds her outfit back into the drawer. She steps onto the balcony of her apartment and suddenly feels her heart race; it just now occurs to her that being naked outdoors isn't exactly normal, in this world or back home. Anyone who happens to be looking out their window in her apartment complex would be able to see her D-cup breasts fully on display...but again, is that even a problem? Deep breaths. In...and out. Dove quickly calms herself, realizing she shouldn't have anything to worry about. If her unconventional state of dress attracts trouble, she has enough experience from dealing with rifts by now to be able to handle it; she won't enjoy it, but she'll do what she has to in order to protect herself. And on the flip side, she has found that she is considered conventionally attractive here. Maybe seeing her exposed like this will brighten someone's day and protect them from losing their soul to a rift!

Feeling newly invigorated, Dove walks back through her apartment, grabs her bag, and makes her way to the apartment buildings exit to begin her usual walk to the yoga studio. She normally prefers walking, only taking the bus home on days when she feels particularly exhausted, but she hopes she won't have to today; the sun and the air on every inch of her skin already feel so wonderful! She even lets out a small giggle as she feels the breeze tickle her hairless vulva. Despite all the fun she's having, she can't help but notice the stares she gets from almost everyone she passes on the sidewalk...well, everyone who isn't already a zombie at least. This does nothing to discourage her; they wouldn't be looking if they didn't like seeing her like this, right?

A couple minutes later, she passes through a spot in town that has become a hotspot for rift activity in the time she's been here. She becomes a bit nervous to pass through, but when she doesn't feel the sense of dread that usually precedes a rift, she relaxes again. She does, however, notice a familiar face on the other side of the street...