The Blossoming of Ciri

Chapter 4- The Return Home

“Hi my full name is Alex Damion Marteau and I’m. Well currently I’am 18 but in this story I will be telling you about when my life got turned upside down and changed both me and my family forever...” Chapter 4...

“...hmmm... Oh!” I said as I stretched and yawned sleepily, looking to my left and seeing my clock that Dad brought me from home. 11:59 AM, Friday.

“Mornin, little sis. Finally awake are we?” Allison said beside me.

She put the magazine that she was reading down and stood up to stretch.

“Where is Mom?” I asked while I started to sit up in my bed.

“She went for another coffee. Did you sleep well?” Allison asked, looking at me with glassy eyes.

“Did you?” I asked in response, noticing that she looked bushed.

“Ha no. Bad timing I suppose, but I’ve just started on my period again. I can never sleep well while I’m on it, as I’m sure you know... Not to mention the chairs here aren’t really that comfortable to sleep in.” She said sounding very annoyed.

“Yeah I know all too well.” I said while thinking about all of the times that Allison woke me up because she couldn’t sleep while on her period.

“It’s a shame that I’m mostly stuck in this bed. Otherwise I would make you a cup of hot cocoa, like when we were younger. Heh, sometimes I swear that I’m the older one, with all of the times that you used to come into my bedroom at night and sleep next to me in my bed.” I said, looking at Allison while continuing to reminisce about when we were younger.

“Used to? What do you mean used to? I still do! If you weren’t in that little hospital bed I would have crawled into bed next to you last night! After you made me hot chocolate of course... Hell! If that hospital bed was slightly bigger I would get in it right now!” Allison said laughing.

“Yeah well... ugh! Ow...” I said, suddenly getting interrupted by the pain in my groin.

“Ok I take it back. I guess I’m going to be the one to make you hot chocolate from now on...” Allison said half-heartedly.

“Heh! That’s exactly what I was about to say before I got rudely interrupted! I was going to also mention that when one of us is going through our periods we should make hot cocoa for each other!” I said exasperatedly.

“That’s a great idea! But what about when we are both on our periods? Like we are right now.” Allison asked while smirking slightly at me.

“Um. I don’t know, I guess we could rock, paper, scissor for it. Whoever loses will have to make hot chocolate for the both of us.” I said while scratching my neck.

“Hm. Sounds fair, we will do that when we get back home today. Provided that you can go home today.” Allison said nonchalantly.

“We can.” Mom said suddenly as she walked in.

“Hi Mom!” I said happily.

“Morning honey! Or is it afternoon now?” She said while looking down at her watch. “Anyway. The doctor stopped me outside while I was getting a coffee and said that we can go home just as soon as they check your vagina and change your bandages.” She said while walking towards me.

“When is that happening?” We all turned towards Amber as she also suddenly walked in.

“Amber? When did you get here?” I asked surprised.

“Just now. My Mom dropped me off on her way to the grocery store.” She explained as she walked over to me and proceeded to give me a hug.

“Ok then. It’s nice to see you but I doubt that we will be here for long.” I said while returning the hug.

“So anyway... When is this doctor coming back in to change her bandages?” Amber asked curiously.

“Right now...” Doctor Brownhall said as he suddenly walked in with Nurse Jolene.

“Ok what is going on?!” I practically shouted. “Why is everyone just randomly coming in and joining in the conversation? It’s so weird!” I exclaimed while looking completely stupefied.

Everyone just stared at me like I was crazy for a second before Doctor Brownhall continued.

“Anyway. I’m just here to get you to sign the release papers while Nurse Jolene changes your bandages and gives you your clothes back. In which we took the liberty of washing for you, your welcome. But after that’s done and you’ve gotten changed you can go!” He said happily.

“Oh thank god! If I had to eat one more hospital lunch I think I was going to puke...” I said relived.

Mom just glared at me, and then slightly whacked my arm. She looked like she was a bit annoyed due to the fact that I just said that.

“Oh sorry.” I apologised to the Doctor and Nurse.

“No don’t worry! We know it isn’t the best in the world. Most people get sick of the food here after the first couple meals.” Nurse Jolene said reassuringly.

“If you would both sign here please.” Doctor Brownhall said as he handed me and my Mom the release papers.

I can’t believe I’m finally getting out of here! I’ve only been here for a just under a week but I hope that I will never stay in hospital this long ever again. The past few days have been really boring. Most of the entertainment that I got came from my conversations from Mom, Allison and occasionally Amber when she came to visit me. Other than that it was mostly eating crappy hospital food, taking interesting bathroom breaks with my new vagina, reading girl’s fashion magazines, (in which both Allison and Amber insisted I should read), and sleeping.

And before you ask. No I didn’t go on my phone. When I asked my Mom about it, she slowly broke the news to me that I had apparently broken it, as I had fallen on top of it when I passed out the other day, amongst other things. Which means that I will have to get a new one. Fortunately my now deceased phone was getting a bit old anyway, and the SIM card survived. So I will most likely be going phone shopping before too long, probably when we go on a shopping spree for my new wardrobe with Allison and Amber... yay... not.

If any of you meet Amber or Allison in real life do me a favour and never mention this to them. But I really don’t like shopping. Ok maybe that isn’t totally true, I do like shopping. But I hate doing shopping sprees with Amber and Allison, due to the fact that they somehow never lose energy. The last one we went on, which was for Allison’s last birthday, I was dragged along with Allison, Amber and some of Allison’s friends, and we literally didn’t stop for about Ten straight hours... Ten! Not even to grab food! The only reason we did stop was because we had to get home for Allison’s birthday party at 6:30 pm. We started at 8:00 am, when the mall opens. Honestly if we didn’t do the shopping spree on Allison’s actual birthday, like it was originally planned. (We were meant to do it on the previous weekend before her birthday, but someone got sick. Thank God!) We would have most likely have gone on shopping until the mall closes at midnight. No joke! But anyway I digress, on with the story...

After Mom and I finished signing the release papers we handed them back to Doctor Brownhall. Who grabbed them and studied them before handing me another sheet of paper.

“I would also like permission, if you don’t mind, to share the results of your... condition, such as your blood works and ct-scans, with some of my colleagues for research purposes. It may help us to understand and help other people like you in the future.” Doctor Brownhall said carefully.

“Um yeah sure I don’t mind. If it helps other people like me then I guess it’s alright.” I said before signing the permission sheet.

After showing my Mom to make sure I didn’t miss anything, in which I didn’t, I handed it back to Doctor Brownhall who grabbed it back like an eager puppy, and studied it carefully before adding it to a small folder containing my other documents.

“Great! Now I’ll let Nurse Jolene do her thing and then you are free to go!” Doctor Brownhall said happily before turning back around and walking off, closing the door to my room behind him as he left.

“Ok Ciri! If you need the bathroom you should go now. I want you to preferably take this last bandage off tomorrow if you don’t mind. If later on you really need to go to the bathroom I won’t mind if you have to take it off. It’s just a precaution.” Nurse Jolene said calmly.

“Ok I will try.” I said as I carefully got up and wandered over to the bathroom door with Nurse Jolene following me slowly.

I then proceeded to do my business as the Nurse picked up my discarded bandages and throws them in the medical waste bin. Once I, ahem, wiped my... area, clean. Nurse Jolene put another pad on me before wrapping bandages around it making it look like I was wearing mummified panties. She then handed me my clothes which she seemingly pulled out of nowhere. It felt weird seeing them as I had been wearing a hospital gown all week.

Once she handed me my clothes she left the bathroom so I could get changed in private. I took my fresh smelling, folded clothes and placed it by the nearby sink. I first picked up my black skinny jeans, and carefully pulled it up my legs. I completely ignored my boxers, in my mind it felt weird to wear boy’s underwear now that I’m a girl, plus my bandages acted like mock panties anyway. After I buttoned my jeans up I pulled my red t-shirt over my head and freed my now trapped hair from it. The t-shirt had weird white, almost flame looking streaks running through it occasionally but it was nice all the same. Seeing my black leather jacket I carefully grabbed it and putting it on felt the familiar cold silky feeling of the inside before it quickly warmed up and the tight yet comfortable feeling of it kicked in. Pulling my trapped hair out again I let it settle before stepping in front of the mirror.

My hair looked nice although slightly messy from days of not brushing it. The jacket, I now saw was indeed very feminine looking. I have no idea how I never saw that before now. The red t-shirt I wore stood out from the black of my outfit, and the jeans... how didn’t I notice that before? Turning around, the black skinny jeans made my butt look distinctly female. I had a bit of a bubble butt going on. I quickly put my white vans on and took a look in the other mirror nearby. It was surprisingly big for a hospital and showed my whole body.

With everything combined together with the jacket and the skinny jeans I looked a bit like a young teenage girl especially with my long and wavy brown hair which looked like a slightly messy river of silk flowing down my back to my waist. In total I looked like a girl leaning to the androgynous side of things. Just before I continued to study myself further, I got interrupted by a knock on the door.

“Honey are you ready? I want us to get home as soon as possible.” Mom spoke with slight urgency.

Snapping out of my reverie I started to respond back to Mom, I can always look at myself later I thought.

“Yeah. I’m ready to go. I’m coming...” I responded casually.

Walking out of the bathroom door Mom smiled at me happily while Amber looked at me with slight concern. Nurse Jolene seemed to have left I thought as Amber started to fiddle with her handbag and walked over to me.

“Wow your hair is a total mess! We can’t have that!” Amber said while pulling out her hairbrush from her hand bag.

Grabbing my arm and yanking me forward Amber ordered me to sit on a vacant chair before going behind me and started to brush out my hair. She brushed it vigorously for a few minutes before separating a few strands on the front sides of my hair and started to braid them and pull them to the back of my head. She proceeded to do something back there for another minute or so until she took a couple of hair bands off her wrists and tied them behind my head, and pronounced herself done.

“There you go! Much better, now you actually look like a girl who takes good care of her hair! Instead of the mess that it was before.” Amber practically sang out happily.

“What did you do?” I asked curiously.

“This!” Amber shouted as she pulled a hand mirror out and shoved it in my face.

After configuring the mirror correctly I took a look at the damage.

“Oh wow that looks really nice actually!” I said surprised.

What Amber did was she separated out two strands of hair and braided them, before pulling them both behind my head and combining them into another bigger braid in the middle of my hair that hung all the way down my back to my waist, while leaving the rest of my hair loose. It looked simultaneously good and also kept the hair out of my eyes.

“I’ve been wanting to try that look on you since, forever! But I knew that you would have never worn it outside as a guy because it would have looked to girly. But, now that you’re a girl it doesn’t matter if it’s too girly or not because, well you’re a girl!” Amber said enthusiastically.

“Wow that look is super cute! I might have to try it for myself at one point.” Allison added with excitement and a slight look of envy.

“Ok lets get home girls. We need to stop at the store to pick up some underwear for Cirilla. And then when we get home I need to have a quick shower and some food before going off to pick up the twins from school.” Mom said with urgency.

“Oh I almost forgot! Mrs Marteau, I might have already picked up some underwear for Ciri...” Amber said slightly awkwardly.

“You did?” Mom asked, confused but relieved.

“When did you do that?” I asked slightly confused.

“Well you know when we went shopping the other day, I went into Victoria’s Secret and you went into the video game store?” She asked while I nodded yes. “Well...” She continued. “I may or may not have found out your exact measurements... and I might have bought several pairs of panties and bras in said measurements...” she paused for dramatic effect before continuing. “Sorry...” She apologised with a look that says ‘sorry, not sorry’.

“Well honestly I’m kind of glad that you did. Because now I don’t have to go shopping for new bras and panties if we already have them.” I said with relief. I really wasn’t looking forward to shopping for girls underwear.

“Well it wouldn’t hurt to get a few more when we go shopping tomorrow...” Amber added honestly.

“...Great.” I said, my hopes of not becoming totally embarrassed being shattered into a billion pieces.

“Well thank you Amber! You have saved me from having to rush like a madwoman when we get home...” Mom said happily, she then pondered a moment before continuing. “By the way Amber how are you getting home? Do you want a ride with us?” She asked with a welcoming smile.

“Oh yes please Mrs Marteau! That would be awesome, thanks!” Amber responded quickly.

“Ok then let’s go!” Mom said as we all started to leave.

I made sure that I had everything. It seemed that my Mom had already packed everything up while I was getting changed. After we exited my room Amber shot her hand out to mine and grabbed it as we walked along towards the front desk of the hospital. Allison walked ahead with Mom until we got to the front desk. Nurse Jolene was there grabbing something, so I pushed gently past Allison and tapped Nurse Jolene on her shoulder.

“Hey Cirilla! Are you leaving?” Nurse Jolene asked me kindly.

“Yes I am. I just wanted to thank you for helping me these past few days. You were very kind.” I said honestly.

“Aww! No problem Ciri. It was a delight to look after you. You take good care of yourself you hear? I wish I could chat some more but I need to go and look after another patient now. A nurse’s work never ends!” She said as she gave me a small hug and then hurriedly left towards another room.

“Bye!” I called after her.

She turned briefly and waved goodbye before entering into the room that she was at.

We let the nurse behind the front desk know that we were leaving. She nodded with acknowledgement, assuring us that we were allowed to leave. And we did just that. The automatic doors opened and I felt the cool morning air blowing through, making my hair slightly wave in the wind. When we exited the hospital and into the sunlight, I suddenly regretted wearing practically all black clothes. It was pretty hot outside, not a cloud anywhere. I mean it was early spring now, but today was a particularly nice day.

It took a second for my eyes to adjust to the brightness outside, but soon we were off towards the car. Even though there weren’t that many people around I still felt really nervous. Especially whenever a guy started looking at me like eye candy. Amber, who had resumed holding my hand the second the hospital doors opened, noticed my discomfort and gave my hand a reassuring squeeze.

As soon as we reached the car... (which if you are curious is a Black Audi Q7, our family car. We have other cars as well but that’s not important right now.) ...I hopped in as quick as possible. Allison got in the front next to Mom, as me and Amber got into the second row. We only tend to use the back row of seats if the twins are in the car, or if Allison brings a lot of her friends with us. As soon as we were all ready, we set off.

On the way home we mostly just drove in silence. Except for a few minutes where Amber was on her phone with her Mom, just to let her know she took a ride home with the Marteau’s. Before too long we rounded a corner and turned onto the street where my house is. I saw that my Dad was standing in the doorway waiting for us to arrive. As soon as the car drove into the driveway, he exited the house to greet us.

“Hello! Hello!” Dad shouted out happily as we all got out of the car.

“Hello dear.” My Mom said quietly as she approached him.

“Hi Daddy!” Both me and Allison said at the same time. We both looked at each other slightly awkwardly after we both said that, but we quickly shrugged it off and hugged Dad at the same time.

“Hello Mr Marteau!” Amber said politely.

“Ah it’s so nice for everyone to be home again!” Dad said while giving everyone, even Amber, big bear hugs.

“Are you coming in too Amber?” He asked expectingly.

“If you don’t mind Mr Marteau.” Amber said happily.

We all hurried into the house as soon as possible. Mom quickly ran upstairs while Dad knowledgeably went into the kitchen to prepare some food. As for me, Amber and Allison, we decided to go up to my room to talk about tomorrow. As we entered my room I spotted a bag on my bed. Curiously I went over to it to see what it was.

“Oh I almost forgot I brought that over.” Amber said suddenly.

“What is it?” Allison asked curiously.

“It’s... oh. It’s erm this.” I said awkwardly as I held up a pair of panties and a bra.

“Oh while we are here you should see if they fit properly. I knew the sizes for your panties but I kind of had to guess for your bra size.” Amber said as she walked over and started to rummage through the bag.

“Bra size? What do you mean? I don’t really have breasts.” I said confused.

Amber and Allison just looked at each other confused and then both stared at me with a look that just said ‘...REALLY?’ With as much sarcasm on their faces as they could possibly muster.

“Are you blind? Oblivious? Or are you in denial or something?” Allison asked me, completely stupefied at what I just said.

“I don’t understand...” I said, getting even more confused.

“Oh My God! Just come here and look!” Amber said frustratedly.

She dragged me over to my mostly unused full length mirror and stood me in front of it. Then without remorse just pulled my jacket and t-shirt off and chucked them onto my bed.

“Hey!” I shouted, as I instinctively put my arms up to cover my chest.

“Wow you really are a girl...” Allison giggled.

Amber, ignoring both me and Allison, turned me towards the mirror and forced my arms down before pointing at my chest.

“As you can see you have breasts.” Amber said as if she was stating the obvious.

Confused, I just looked at the mirror staring at my reflection. I looked at my tiny, thin waist and my slightly toned abdomen. And as I worked my way up I saw my slightly puffed up and swollen chest... But it wasn’t just a slightly swollen chest. My brain suddenly clicked into place. Oh My God! How have I never noticed that before?!? This isn’t just some, slightly swollen irritation! I have breasts! Actual female breasts! I wanted to slap myself for not seeing it before. Noticing the look of realisation on my face Amber handed me one of the bras. It was purple with lots of frilly flowers running over the cups.

Allison stepped up behind me and quickly snatched the bra from me and proceeded to quickly put it on me, making sure that ‘my’ breasts were properly contained. After she finished she stood back to view her handiwork.

“Wow that bra is super cute! And it’s a perfect fit!” Allison said excitedly.

“Yeah, and I’m slightly surprised that I managed to guess her right size on the first try. It seems like Ciri is currently a 32 B.” Amber said happily, while being proud of herself.

“32 B?” I asked surprised.

“Yeah, well if you’re anything like me and Mom, Ciri. You will probably end up a couple of cup sizes bigger before too long. When I started to go through puberty I had to literally go and buy new bras every month, because my boobs would just keep growing and growing. It was such a pain in the ass to do so, but fortunately for you, that also means I have a fuck-ton of old bras that I have only worn once or twice lying around. So if you need any of my old bras just ask okay?” Allison explained.

“Um ok, thanks Allison. But when will they stop growing?” I asked worriedly.

“I have no idea. But at the rate that you’re breasts are growing you will probably end up with the same bra size as me and Mom. A 32 E, roughly.”

“32 E? Oh god I’m really not looking forward to that...” I said with a slight amount of dread in my voice.

“Oh don’t worry! It’s not that bad. Fortunately we are all really thin and about average height for girls our age so the size of our boobs will look big but not outlandish and unnatural. I mean just look at me, it’s fine. Plus as long as we stay in shape we get little to no back pain! So that’s a bonus.” Allison said happily.

“Oh, okay then. Well I guess you do have more experience in that area than I do. I was just worried that I would have these big heavy things on my chest but if what you say is true then I don’t really have anything to truly worry about.” I said relieved.

“Exactly! Now if you have finished randomly freaking out about your boobs, I have something I want you to try on...” Allison said before turning around and entering our shared bathroom.

Yes we have a shared bathroom. It is pretty big and it connects our bedrooms together. The entrance to the bathroom is like a wide corridor that has two doors leading into our respective bedrooms on either side. The hallway portion houses the really big cupboard mirror that Allison stores her makeup and other beauty products in, and three sinks, (I never understood why they added three.) then halfway through the ‘corridor’ part is another door that opens up into the rest of the bathroom. In this part of the bathroom is the toilet, which is in it’s own private stall. We also have the shower, the bath, and the indoor jacuzzi in there too.

You’re probably thinking, ‘Wait! You have a jacuzzi?’ Yep we have a jacuzzi. In fact we actually have three. Me and Allison have one in our bathroom. Mom and Dad also have a jacuzzi in their bathroom, and the last and biggest one is outside by the pool. (We also have a pool) and yes we are that rich.

You know what? Since I’m already on the subject of money and our house, I will just explain everything and get it over with. As you probably guessed by now, my family is stupid rich. I mentioned at the beginning of this story that my Dad earns a lot of money from the lucrative buildings that he designs and that me and Allison practically get whatever we want. Well, that’s an understatement, my Dad doesn’t just design buildings, he is the CEO of an entire company that branches across 5 different countries. And as for me and Allison? We could probably ask for our own personal private jets and we would probably get them. Fortunately both me and Allison didn’t let this ‘power’ go to our heads and we turned out alright. So with how rich we are, it means that we have a really nice house. In fact the entire neighbourhood that we live in are pretty rich as well, (this includes Amber and her family too).

Our house is one of the biggest on the block and is just short of being counted as a manor. It is two stories high, (not including the attic or basement), and we have a massive backyard as well but so does everyone else. I’m pretty sure that we are the richest family on the block but I’m not 100% sure. I once asked Mom and Dad that if we are so rich then why don’t live in a massive mansion or an estate. My Mom just shrugged and said something about being somewhat humble and not wanting to shove our money in other people’s faces like we matter just because we’re rich. While Dad just looked at me conspicuously and winked before saying “we’ll see...”, after that I didn’t ask again.

Our house has a big kitchen that looks like it could be in a 5 star restaurant. We have a dining room, which we honestly don’t use that much. We also have a massive living room which is the biggest room in the house, that contains most of the usual things such as couches, TV’s, consoles, a few laptops, etc. We have a drawing room / study, which my parents use for get togethers and a big office that my Dad uses for his designs.

Upstairs is the bedrooms. Me and Allison have the same size bedrooms with the before mentioned joint bathroom, Mom and Dad have the master bedroom and an adjoining bathroom which is the same size as mine and Allison’s bathroom just without the hallway part. The twins share their room, which will probably change when they get older. They have a small bathroom in which they share. There is a guest bedroom for well, guests. And finally there is the other guest bedroom which has been converted into a office for Mom.

I mentioned before that my Mom used to work as a sales manager in a carpet and curtain company before she quit her job and married my Father. Well a couple years or so after I was born she started to get really bored doing nothing at home all day except for looking after me and Allison, doing housework, and exercising. So she decided to study and started to work on computers, like coding and stuff. She must have been really good at it because she now runs all of the technical computer stuff for my Dad’s company, on top of maintaining the website for the company as well. My Mother is probably one of the smartest people I know. (She is also the goddess of multitasking.)

Anyway enough rambling. On with the story...

A few moments after Allison left I heard her rummaging through her closet. A minute later she walked back in carrying a white crop top and light blue ripped skinny jeans

“Do you have a strapless bra in there?” Allison asked Amber while pointing at the bra/panties bag with her free hand.

“Ooh yeah!” Amber said, then ran over to the bag on my bed and rummaged through it and picked out a white strapless bra.

“Here! Take that bra and your trousers off and put on these.” Allison said as she snatched the strapless bra out of Amber’s hands and placed the clothes in my hands.

“But how do I...” I started before Amber quickly ran behind me and undid the clasp of the bra I was wearing.

Nervously I took the bra off while being anxious about my newly realised breasts and placed it on the nearby chair. I then proceeded to take off my black skinny jeans and kicked them aside. I now stood fully naked, except for the bandages covering my crotch that is. Allison came up behind me and helped me put on the strapless bra. It felt a bit weird but it still seems to support my breasts, I then slightly reluctantly walked over to the bag and picked out a pair of white panties. I then slowly stepped into them and gently pulled them up my legs, slightly relishing in the silky feeling of them moving up my legs. After they were in place I took the skinny jeans that Allison gave me and put them on feeling the familiar feeling of comfortable tightness around my legs, I then quickly popped the buttons into place. Next I pulled the white crop top over my head and put my arms through the half sleeve things, I pulled it over my breasts and into place.

Seemingly satisfied with how I look, Allison pulled me into our shared bathroom and opened part of the mirror cupboard. She then took out some of her makeup supplies.

“Really do we have to?” I asked Allison, pleading with my eyes.

“Yes we have to. You’re going to have to wear makeup at one point so you might as well get it over with.” She said sternly as she continued readying the makeup.

“Oh I can’t wait!” Amber practically squealed excitedly.

Allison asked me to close my eyes and I felt her put some stuff in different places over my face. A few minutes later she asked me to open my eyes and turned me to face the mirror.

“Oh My God!” I said. I couldn’t believe it! Instead of seeing a slightly feminine 14 year old boy, I now look like a super cute 16 year old girl hottie! I looked at my face. I had bright green eyes, a cute button nose with a few freckles surrounding it. My lips are slightly pouty and look just like both Allison’s and Mom’s lips. My eyebrows, which looked slightly unkempt before, were while still thick, now shaped, slightly arched and very feminine. My cheeks were slightly rosy and with my small chin and high cheekbones I looked 100% like a girl. A very hot girl.

I looked down my body, seeing my now very evident boobs, enhanced by the bra and crop top. Looking further down I saw my super thin, slightly toned waist, with a slight six pack coming through leading on to my very wide hips and round almost completely bubble butt, which has been enhanced by my skinny jeans. All I need now is a pair of shoes and the outfit would be complete.

“What the fuck?! How the hell do I look this good?” I asked with astonishment.

“Genetics little sis. And my awesome makeup skills of course...” Allison said proudly.

“Wow I look almost like Mom, but like a really young Mom. Freaky...” I said, completely shocked at the resemblance.

“OMG! You could almost be twins you two!” Amber said while looking back and forth between me and Allison.

“Yeah. Wow! We really do look similar! It’s almost uncanny. The only real differences are the eyes which are green like Mom’s, her freckles are in different places, Ciri has a slightly smaller nose and she has slightly darker brown hair. While I have brown eyes and I have blonde highlights in my hair. Other than that we look like we could be twins, well in the face at least. My body is obviously more developed than her’s.” Allison said while studying both of our faces in the mirror.

“And wow! Do you look cute! That outfit is amazing!” Amber exclaimed happily.

“...Thanks.” I said, blushing.

“Yeah it is! That’s why you are totally wearing that outfit tomorrow when we all go shopping!” Allison declared.

“Wait wha...”