Alice jumped a little at the sound of the front door slamming. She knew it had to be her mom, home for her lunch hour. Her commute was ten minutes away by car, so she usually came home to have lunch. Alice realized she was completely naked with her bedroom door open, and darted over and shut it.
"Alice?" her mom called. "Is that you?" Alice winced. She should have closed the door more carefully.
Alice cracked the door open and shouted "Yeah, don't come up. I'm changing."
"I'm just surprised you're here. Usually you're at the park this time of day."
Alice was puzzled by that statement. She went to the park occasionally, but not often enough that her mom would expect her to be there on an average day. Now that she thought about it, though, going to the park seemed like a great idea. Something inside her felt energized at the prospect of being in the open air in such a public place. She enjoyed the outdoors already, but now it was an even greater feeling that she absolutely had to follow up on.
"Okay," she said in a hushed tone. "I'm going to the park, but I've got to wear something...even if I don't want to." She knew her desire to stay unclothed was due to her own meddling on the Chronivac, but she chose to stick with the scenario she had laid out for herself. "Gotta wear an annoying bra...hrmm...," Alice inspected her breasts, lifting one hefty mound up and letting it fall in a pleasing bob. "They seem fine enough as they are. It feels like they're supporting themselves. Man, this program is awesome."
She dug through her closets and pulled out a cotton tee shirt. It was simple enough, she thought. She pulled it on and slid her abundant curls through the collar. It felt wrong to her. Rough, itchy, restrictive. She took it off and continued looking, finding only more clothes with annoying materials her skin wouldn't put up with for more than ten minutes.
"Wait," she said, slapping her forehead. "I can just program new clothes." Going to the computer, she saw one of the tabs at the top of the screen was labeled "Clothing." She clicked on it and found a variety of menus for all sorts of apparel, even animal accessories like collars and horseshoes. "Well, I think my hooves are okay without something like that," she said. "Let's see what you have in silks."
Alice found a natural brown colored silk tube top with thin shoulder straps. "That looks pretty nice...loose fitting but not so much fabric that it'd be restrictive." She hit save twice, and felt the silk garment pop out of nowhere to settle softly over her body. It covered her breasts well, although was cut high enough that her belly was almost completely visible. "I hope this will do as far as indecency goes," she said.
She was about to get up and leave when she noticed a menu for jewelry. Intrigued, she opened it up and found a surprising number of accessories to her liking. "Oh, of course. I gave myself an attraction to jewelry," she said. Still, knowing this desire was artificial made it no less easy to ignore, and she found herself selecting a few choice items.
Two clicks of the save button later, Alice had three gold rings pierced into her left goat ear, and five in her right. Her ring fingers both had lovely gold rings with a red and a blue jewel set into them, and her left middle finger had a plain gold ring as well. A shining ruby dangled from a string around her neck. A coiled gold band was wrapped around her upper right arm, and several bracelets of varying thicknesses dangled from her wrists. As a final touch, a highly ornamental gold band with several jewels and an engraved vine pattern appeared around her left ankle, just above the hoof. This particular piece was smaller in diameter than her hoof, which meant Alice would only be able to remove it with the Chronivac...or a blowtorch.
"I never thought wearing this much jewelry would feel so nice," she said. "God, I've become so materialistic." She giggled at the thought.
She stood up to head out the door, and looked around the room for her purse. The pink leopard-print purse was sitting on her dresser. Alice frowned. It didn't match her new look at all. After another quick browsing session on the Chronivac, she had turned it into a small hemp bag with a thin rope strap. Inside she found her phone, ID, cash, makeup, and the new items she had chosen to be inside of it: a set of panpipes and a golden brown silk wrap, in case people thought her wool wasn't enough cover for her privates.
She slung the purse over her shoulder and headed downstairs, biting her lip, knowing the encounter she was about to have with her mom. "I hope this works out," she thought.