The Hope of Scotland

~7~

"Ok, you got this. You've made it this far, so just do this last thing and you're back home." Siobhan thought to herself as she tied the last string to the bikini Marissa handed to her.

Two months. Two months of non-stop working on herself. Two months of proper workouts and eating. Two months of an emotional roller coaster with the two women. And now, here she was. She knew she did well, could feel it within her but her mind was still telling her she was too much. She pushed the voice away as she let out an exaggerated breath.

"You are fine sweetie." Jenny said to her.

This woman was a god in her mind. She dealt with her outburst and ugliness as she sobbed out everything, fought with her for what she wanted and thought, and after it all the woman smiled at her and just continued doing what was needed.

"She's right, you know." she heard Marissa add as she came into the room.

"I know, but..."

"You are thinking too much." Jenny interrupted her, "Just relax. You have made huge strides in your recovery to the point that a visit to your local psychiatrist and nutritionist is all you need and you will be just fine. Now all you have to do is look in the mirror."

That right there was her fear. Seeing the 'new' her as she faced old demons with both women beside her. Siobhan gave a small nod as she walked over to the tall mirror, her eyes tightly shut as Marissa's hand came to her arm, tugging her lightly to her proper spot.

"Alright Siobhan, you ready?" she asked her.

"In some ways yes, and others no. But I might as well get it over with."

She felt both their hands on her back and arms as they tried to calm her down. It was a good thing she asked them to remove all the mirrors from the room she was placed in along with never speaking of the scale when weighed but now it was time to face it all. Opening her eyes, she looked before her to see the result, but it wasn't the mirror in front of her face.

"What the?" she exclaimed.

"Just something you need to see." Jenny said holding the photo in front of her.

Looking at the piece, she realized the woman within it, "It's my mother."

"Yes, it is." Marissa said pulling the cloth down, "And you look just like her now."

Finally looking up, she saw it. There in the mirror was her mother, well, her to be honest. They weren't kidding for her looking like her. The same eyes and hair, even the fair skin. But what came out to her most was how their bodies were alike. Siobhan handed the photo back to Jenny as she looked harder at herself. It was different yet, something in her told her this was really her. Her cheeks were rosy and full and her eyes were no longer dark. Her breasts seemed larger as her fingers no longer fit within her ribs as her smooth belly hid away her hip bones along with her thighs slightly touched one another. It was almost a whole different person.

"So, this is how I am to be?" she asked.

"Yes sweetie, you are exactly where you need to be in every aspect."

"Really? So, no more gaining or such?" she watched as both woman nodded, just to turn and look at herself again, "I have a butt, and my thighs touch."

"That's normal. You're a woman my dear." Jenny said, "You are technically designed to have a body like this. Besides, most men like this. Am I right Marissa?"

"Matthew is a good man and keeps himself reserved." Marissa chided her.

"Uh-huh, says the woman that when he grabs her ass, they disappear for a good bit." Jenny chuckled, "Taking a guess that is why this bun is in the oven."