Angela - TG 2-2Years Alive: 29, Physical age: 18 Mental Age: 16
Angela hugged Alana good bye, the sheet of water a comforting pressure against her senses. "You've got that amulet to switch back and forth with?" she demanded.
Alana smiled in return. "You put it in my wedding ring, I don't think I'm going to lose it."
"Good," grinned Angela giving the girl a peck on her cheeks. "I know you're not going to be using it that often, now that you've legally changed your gender to female, but You never know when you're going to want to be male, again. Like if you ever need to punch your husband for being an idiot."
Alana giggled a little, at that, blushing afterwards but hugging Angela all the same before letting the girl disentangle herself and turn to Greg.
"As for you," declared Angela, "if you ever hurt my friend I will personally rearrange your face. I'm thinking a lot less facial hair, a lot more top hair, and a nice set of long eye lashes to go with the big set of new boobs you'll be sporting."
Angela - TG part 1-2Years alive: 14. Physical age: 16. Mental age: 8
Angela bit her lip, her tailfins waving indecisively in the water as she looked at the plate of seaweed in front of her. "Are you suuuuuuuure you didn't poison this?" she asked at last, face crinkling in concern as she turned to her cousin.
"Would I do that to you?" smiled Mellonia, putting her best smile on.
"Yes," nodded Angela. The stone at the end of her necklace bounced with her head, floating lazily through the water as it shot off colors, bouncing across her unclothed breasts.
Mellonia just sighed, pushing the plate a bit closer to the girl as she gave her a hurt look. "Angela, look, you're what? Eight?"
"I'm fourteen," she pouted, hands put cutely on her hips.
"I meant in human years," muttered Mellonia, waving her hand indiscriminately, the water barely rippling with its passage this far down. "It's easier to keep track of. So I'm right, right? You're eight?"
"Mentally," admitted Angela, looking uncertain. "But mommy says