[Veronica]

[plantfood]

It's taken the better part of the morning, but Mathias is showered and dressed, his hair brushed and tied back in a ponytail that feels strange when it brushes against his back as he walks. None of his clothes fit, so he's found a shirt of Stacy's to wear, a tank top that only serves to remind him that he officially has breasts. At first he'd tried to wear a pair of her shorts as well, but Stacy likes her clothes a little shorter than Mathias is comfortable with and when paired with the fact that he's still nearly a foot taller than she is, he'd decided against borrowing too much from her. The box in the basement had given him a pair of jeans and he's tugged them on, even if it feels strange how tight they are through the hips and thighs.

As he walks, he stops to shuffle now and then, trying to adjust to his new body. It's uncomfortable and he's a little nervous to begin with, not sure what he's going to say to Veronica once he reaches her place. He knows he has to explain about Stacy, but this feels like a ridiculous time to say anything at all. Still, he doesn't want her to get the wrong idea if she finds out about it in another way.

"Veronica?" he calls when he nears her hut, clearing his throat awkwardly. His accent is still present, but his voice is lighter and softer. Smoothing his hands down the front of the tank top, pulling it into place, he reaches the door and knocks lightly. Maybe she isn't home. Maybe if he runs now, he still has time to escape.

But Mathias just stands there and waits, expressionless and yet very nervous.

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"I think there's probably a lot you'll be learning about that in the next couple days," she said wryly, "or however long it lasts." There was plenty she'd figured out about being a man in her weekend, but she'd worked hard to forget it for the most part. She couldn't blame anyone else who'd want to do the same, but in the moment, some things were difficult to ignore.

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"I've already struggled through getting dressed," he admits, gesturing at himself in a somewhat awkward manner. "I had to find a bra and Stacy gave me shorts to wear, but she..."

He's not the type to say a cruel thing about anyone, especially not someone he considers a friend, even though they were brought together in a strange manner, so he pauses, thinking.

"She is still much shorter than I am," he says finally. "The shorts were not long enough for me to feel decent."

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Veronica shook her head, slumping back a little. "That's what you get," she said, "for still being roughly the same height as a redwood." What it was about the tall ones, she didn't know. She never seemed to find any interest in herself for the ones that didn't exceed her by a foot.

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"I've been reduced from a giant monster with the ability to crush Tokyo to a tree," Mathias answers, settling back in the chair as well, making sure not to twist anything. The bra is uncomfortable and he shifts a little, trying to find a comfortable position. "I suppose that's fair. Soon enough I'll just be as tall as a regular person."

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"Yeah, that's never happening," Veronica said, shaking her head. She smirked, leaning her head against her hand. "Well, no, the island might decide you need to be twelve again. Then we'll see."

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"Is had already made me a girl. It would make me twelve as well?" he asks, an eyebrow arching curiously as he thinks about that. If given a choice, he thinks he would continue on in this body, rather than turning back into a child. "I don't think I'd like that one much," he decides, shaking his head.

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"It's happened before," Veronica said, nodding. "Believe me, seeing my dad in his mid-twenties wasn't exactly something I signed up for either." She shuddered, dramatic, though it hadn't actually been all that bad. Being nine at the time, though, that had been pretty damn annoying. Like she hadn't been short enough to begin with. "Saying things get weird here is putting it mildly."

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"I think I've come to realize that," Mathias agrees, looking down at himself once more, the strange, smooth curve of his thigh where there's normally a strong, hard muscle. "Between the dinosaurs and this... it can't get much worse, can it?"