The doctor looked over leonard and tiffany and smiled.
"Like this won't harm my baby will it". Tiffany said a bit worried. "or my figure, once i am a mom I like totally plan to hit on the guys again."
"Don't worry yourself darling" The doctor said calmly. "your body and baby will be unharmed."
The doctor looked at the pregnant slut and the heavyset, unshaven, nerd and smiled. This pairing was perfect.
"you know this reminds me of e[pisode 35 of..." Leonard started, but soon went silent as a jolt ran through him. The doctor threw the switch.
A bit of confusion ran through leonard as new thoughts crossed his mind. Thoughts of fashion, beauty, and boys. And he loved these thoughts. Why was he ever obsessed with that stupid old sci-fi stuff anyways.
Tiffany was also confused, suddenly she was fascinated with the show leonard was going to mention, she had no idea what it was but it sounded better than her boring old soaps, why did they every interest her anyways. Oddly enough she now remembered all sorts of useless facts from them but wish for something wilder and more fantastic.
"It's time for you to get dressed." the doctor said as he lead them over to the closet.
Tiffany went over and took out a mens dress shirt which she had trouble buttoning over her pregnant belly, a pair of jeans, and some glasses. She didn't need glasses, the odd thing was she felt an urge to wear them anyways. She looked in a mirror that was near the closet and shrugged. Looks no longer mattered to her anymore.
Leonard on the other hand smiled with glee at the clothing and took many a pair and held them up to his body, asking the doctor how they looked on him. Finally he settled on a lowcut half shirt. On a thin girl such a shirt would show off cleavage and a midriff. On leonard it showed off his hairy man boobs and his flabby belly which pushed the shirt up even more. Leonard then took a make up compact and went over to the mirror. Upon seeing his reflection he let out a shreik.
"is everything ok dear". the doctor said.
"no!" leonard said in shock. "I look so unkept, i mean look at this scruffy beard, it's not dyed or styled or anything. and the hair on my head is just as bad, do you have the number of a stylist."
"I'm sorry dear" the doctor said sweetly "you will have to spend the night for observation, but we do have make up in the closet."
Leonard scrambled for the compact and quickly started applying it.
