• Published 2nd May 2024
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Mixed Identity - Kentavritsa



Arch Meteor had followed his parents to The Royal Twilight inn, where he had chosen to sign up at the school for little girls. Soon he is put in the place to adapt to the situation. Will he raise to the occasion, or embarrassing himself miserably?

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Arrival: 2

Author's Note:

Mr. Arch Meteor's POV

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Ms. Myne's POV

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I had just arrived with my parents, at the hotel: The Royal Twilight Inn. The suite is such a bright and delightful place.

As I had learned of the school, at the hotel; it had been the only choice, I had signed up.

When I had signed up for the school, I had been granted my own room, or suite in the schools dormitory.

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Arch Meteor” the plaque reads on the door, under the number of my suite.

My Name..” I ponder; “should make it easy for me, to find!” I conclude.

“Curious; neither handle, nor key hole?” I exclaim, as I reach the door.

Of course, I should have been expecting this. My parents' suite had neither, as far as I recall.

There is just the black, hexagonal 'plaque' on the middle of the door; in comfortable height, for me to comfortably place the palm of my right hand onto it.

“Yes, but of course...” I mumble, as I recognize the plaque for what it is.

I confidently lift up my right arm, extending the palm of my hand; gently pressing it onto the warm and elastic plaque, spreading my fingers in order to open the door to my suite.

The door eagerly slides up soundlessly and I am stepping in; only for the door to swiftly slide shut behind me, as I had cleared the threshold.

I am on my own..” I ponder; “but that was to be expected, for this school!” I conclude.

Once inside, I am stepping up to the shoe-rack; slipping my shoes of, placing them onto the show-rack. Since I had not been outdoors, I wore no outdoors clothes. Just my pair of shoes; since I could not just go out of the suite, without them. Or, could I? I consider going out of the suite, equal to go outdoors; thus I had to wear a pair of shoes. Since it is warm, I had worn no jacket or outdoors clothes other than the shoes.

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Since I had taken my shoes of, I can go into the living room.

I once more approach the door, lifting up my right hand and extend the palm of my hand. The plaque is curiously warm as if alive. I feel something akin to a handshake, as if I had been shaking hands with someone in a greeting How, why; I have no idea, but leave it as is for now. I could always ponder it later. Or someone may explain this to me, at a convenient opportunity.

The floor is laid with Beech-wood parquet, polished to a highly glossy finish by coating it with crystal-clear Silicone.

Before me, the entire wall is covered with bookshelves, only leaving room for a balcony door and a window on each side.

On my right, I can see a three-seated cinematic sofa and a sofa table. On my left, the entire short wall is covered with a black view screen.

The wall behind me is also covered with bookshelves on my left; while I can see the door to my facilities on the right. Though the rest of this wall is also covered with bookshelves.

Someone loves books, and expect me to love books as well!” I ponder, chuckling to myself.

Well, why not?” I consider; “I am supposed to be studying here!” I conclude.

“Should I see the bed room, or the facilities first?” I mumble to myself, before I make up my mind and check the facilities.

The door slides up quietly before me, as I once more place the palm of my right hand onto the plaque. What had I been expecting? Of course this is how it works here.

The floor is laid with a thick layer of white Silicon glistering in the light. The walls had also been coated with the same white silicone, as is the ceiling.

Before me, I have two doors; one to the shower and one to the toilet. Or, so I figure.

Only there is no porcelain throne, in the room. What I see is a very different facility, consisting of two tubes; one intended for my rear, the other intended for my front.

“The Girl's room!” I exclaim, somewhat confused; “but at least, no squat?” I then conclude, somewhat relieved.

Did I get the wrong suite, or was this a mistake?” I ponder; “Maybe I could ask the Room service?” I ponder.

The white Silicone extends into the Girl's Room and the shower seamlessly. Makes sense

On the far wall in the shower, I find a hexagonal plaque, identical to the one controlling the doors and the lights here.

“High Tech..” I exclaim; “Definitely High Tech!” I conclude.

Well, so long as it is functional; who am I, to complain?” I ponder.

As my attention returns to the small room before the facilities; I notice the lack of towels and soap. Though there is a dispenser of liquid soap. On the wall, I soon find what the towels had been replaced with.

"Hygienic, and highly convenient!” I mumble, to none in particular.

Maybe it is time, for me to examine my bed room?” I ponder, as I am leaving the facilities behind.

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Of course I have a bed, in my bed room; what had I been expecting?

Just as before, the floor is laid with the same Beech-wood parque. However, the walls are laid with dark wood, covered with a four foot tall pink Cherry-wood picket fence.

The bed is to the right, and the wardrobe to the left of the seven by ten foot room. I can see the reflections in the crystal-clear silicon pillow. The quilt is three inch thick, crystal-clear silicon. I also have a mate black Silicone sheet.

“Neat!” I exclaim; “Just a bit on the eccentric side, isn't it?” I ponder.

Maybe I should take the opportunity, to change into my pajamas?” I ponder; “They do provide me with pajamas too?” I question.

I walk over to the wardrobe, opening the double doors, in order to examine what I had been provided with. I had studied the instructions, before I had left my parents' suite, in order to save myself the embarrassment now.

“Red!!” I exclaim; “Metallic Bloody Red!” I elaborate; as I am looking at the highly glossy garments, I have before me.

Panties, top, gloves, stockings and even a face mask; all the same metallic bloody red and glossy Silicone.

“At least, it looks as if they did get my size right!!” I put forth.

It would have been very embarrassing, if I was forced to go back in order to complain about having the wrong size.

No point in delaying the inevitable, I can as well change into the pajamas right away!” I ponder; I am supposed to be alone, so it isn't all that bad.

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Of course, I had opened the door to the wardrobe holding my nighttime clothes, pajamas. Just as I had slipped out of the clothes I had been wearing as I walked over to my suite at the dorm of the school.

I had ignored the note; “for little girls”. Though I had expected them to have classes for me all the same.

Standing nude before the contents of the wardrobe, I pick up a pair of red panties.

Rarity” the Label reads; “Pajamas Panties” the Subtitle reads; “First Class” the second Subtitle reads.

Rarity?” I ponder; “Is she the designer, or a local brand of clothes?” I continue, filing the thought for later.

None of the garments had been made out of traditional fabrics, such as Cotton or Silk; but are made out of smooth and glossy Silicone. Well, why not?

The first thing I notice, as I am extracting the panties; is just how elastic the material is, as I am putting them on. I lift up my right foot, slipping it into the panties; slowly slipping it through and put the foot down onto the floor, whereupon I repeat the process with my left foot. With that, I find myself standing comfortably on my feet on the floor.

Since I want to wear a pajamas, as opposed to be sleeping nude; I have to wear these garments, to bed!” I conclude as I continue to slip into the pajamas garment by garment.

The panties are a bit tighter than I am used to, but otherwise feels fine to wear.; the top is just like the panties, nothing strange once I had already slipped the panties on. Instead of full-length sleeves, I am posed with a pair of full-length gloves, instead I slowly slip them on, right and left I finish changing into the pajamas, as I pick up the matching stockings; full-length toe-stockings.

Once I once more am standing on my own two feet, even if they are coated with the red Silicone; I find myself covered from the neck down, without as much as a midriff bare.

I had ignored the Label and Subtitles. Should I have been worried or disturbed? I could still change my mind, changing back into the clothes I wore as I came here.

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While it is not all that late, but if I go to bed now; I can be up bright and early, while still being fully ready in the morning.

I close the doors to the wardrobe, with the days' clothes on the floor of the wardrobe; before I am walking over to my bed, folding up the corner of the quilt.

Squishy..” I ponder, as I am sitting down on the bed; before I slide my feet up onto the bed and in under the quilt, before I lay my head down onto the pillow.

With the garments as a shield, against the unease of nudity; I find myself laying comfortably in my bed, soon dozing off to sleep.

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