You clear your mind of everything but the swirling clouds that only just cover your breasts and nether region and find that you have become one with the vapor. You hang there in midair for a long moment, marveling at how immaterial everything is... that silly metal bikini, the metal door... and especially yourself.
A heavy door opening and then closing from somewhere down a nearby hall shocks you back to your senses. You move toward the grill in the door and flow effortlessly through until you are standing on the other side.
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