a job offer

"um, thank you, i think," you respond, "why do you need it and what about me."

"mobile equipment can only do so much. i need something to interface better with the outside world or it will destroy everything i have worked for. that is why i made those clothes with them i can be anything or anyone i can think of. then i thought i should have someone to do the interfaceing for me so that i can keep working on my projects. i have watched you go back and forth to work and did some deep-research on you you can be disapeared, you are smart, imaginitive, a nice person to get along with, and should be capable of doing what needs done with ease even if it is difficult. so will you do it."

a job offer you think, i wasn't looking for one but this sounds better that the sameold sameold at work. "i guess so,"you say.

"good! the mind dump and pattern download were done when you entered so we can head right into full intergration go over there and put that hood on, please."

"whoh, whoh. slow down a bit what was all of that in english please."

"well a mind dump means i copied your mind and put it in storage. we can update it any time of coures but all of your memories and stuff will be safe if anything happens to you. pattern download means i copied your body including all the minute details like energy signals and neron paths and put them in storage also. intergration means you will become part of the suit so that it can work better and you can interrface with me better to, stuff like canned bodies and personalities will be possible and real time data transfer between you and my equipment, plus you will be able to make yourself look like anyone/thing you want."

"i still dont know if i'll like this but hear it goes," you say and put your long hair in the bag and pull it the rest of the way over your head. as you do it seals seamlessly to the rest of the suit and becomes like a second skin on you. you then begin to deflate like a punctered ballon and are soon a pile of silk on the floor. after a few minutes the silk changes colors to match the woman you just resembled complete with the blouse and skirt that you were wearing. then you start to inflate. at first you more closly resemble a blowup doll then a person but as it progresses you look like the person you were once. all you can say afterwords is, "wow!"

"the wordrobes come with their own templetes for the body wearing them which in that suit you can acept or deny, you can also change them to suit your needs. your suit can cloth you if need be but you have to remember that it comes from your own substance. your car has been brought up and given a similer treatment as you. just give me 30 seconds and you can be anyone driving anything anywhere!" "and here is my final suprise of the day i promise," he opens another compartment, "it is a portable supercomputer designed to interface with your suit for demensional imaging of new bodies, communications, data storage, and remote interfacing with just about any device on the planet and most of the ones above it also. it has limited shifting abilites as well, for example it could look like a fine piece of jewlery for a party or a chocker for casual wear there is the posablity of it being internalised someday but i haven't worked all of the bugs out of that yet." "i thought that you might be a little overwelmed by now so i didn't sceduale anything else for the rest of the day. you can explore the rest of the house if you want, nothing will do you harm. if you need anything just ask."

"um,ok." you say dazzedly, "how do i get out and are there anymore walls i'm likely to fall through."

"no there are not this one is only permiable when i tell it to be and then only by you. to leave you go out the same way you came in."

"nite then" you say and walk out into the hall. which way do you go now.

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