We had a closer cousin, living in a paralleldimension. How we came to live in different realities is unknown, but wediscovered each other completely b... accident. No one would ever mistakea zeeg for a human, but their DNA was still all but identical to ahuman's. They looked mostly human, save for a few features. The skullwas the most obvious difference. Taller, and more elongated, with threedifferent vertical plates to the forehead; a light purple stripe on thecenter plate. Always completely. They'll protect your delicate feet from blisters. Oh wait,before you put them on," I said as if a great idea had suddenly struck me."Let's paint your nails!" I handed her the bottle. "A nice soft pink tomatch your pretty lingerie. It'll be good practice for you....'causeyou're doing mine next. And trust me, you don't wanna make a mistake then,hahaha."Under my instruction, Jessica delicately applied a coating of the shinypink polish to her feminine feet. She was a natural at it. I suspect. This was worrying to her, but she was also kind of relaxing. When she was first brought in as a child, the barracks was overcrowded and worse yet, almost everyone were girls, no older than 14. But now, Amelia was a full grown woman, of 20 name days, and her new found privacy was a luxury.Beginning to move around the bunk room, stretching her legs and arms out, sweat glistening down her nude, well-endowed frame. Sleeping nude was a must, especially this time of year, though it was very frowned. The thin material would stretched out so much that some times we could even see his ‘woody.’ As we came within hear-shot, my eyes got larger when I noticed the bulge in his pants. Uncle Steve smiled as he greeted us. “Hi Emma! You look nice.” “Hi Uncle.” His colon smelled nice when I hugged him. While I was glad that the hedgerow hid him padding my butt, it felt nice. “Hi Mr. Watson,” said Alexa, greeting my Uncle Steve. “You’re looking good today!” “Thanks Alexa, so do you.” “See ya Emma. Call.