[TG Caption] Customer Support Calls Me Ma'am (Patreon)

I call customer support because my smart wardrobe has ordered six dresses and rejected every shirt belonging to Marcus. The agent addresses me as ma'am before I give my account number. When I correct her, she apologizes and asks me to stand beneath the closet lights for recalibration. The mirror flashes. Dark curls spill over my shoulders, my chest fills the red dress already waiting on its hanger, and the measurements on the account become my own. I demand that she reverse it. She explains that the wardrobe does not predict bodies.