Under the Canopy
On the night before the wedding, I needed to purify myself in the ritual bath again. It was similar to when I did the conversion, except this time I didn't need any witnesses. The lady in the bath was simply there to help the women perform the rite correctly. Rebecca accompanied me again in her swimsuit, to help me manage my collar.
"She just has some genetic abnormalities. Please keep her private medical matters to yourself," Rebecca said when she noticed the bath attendant staring at my ears and tail. Luckily the eyeballs didn't need to come into contact with the water, so I didn't need to reveal the unnerving shape of my pupils.
"Of course!" The lady said once she found her voice, but she didn't stop staring at the top of my head and the place where my back met my bottom, even after I was fully dressed.
"I guess it's better to keep going to the same place. They'll get used to you eventually," Rebecca tried to console me.