"I wish to see more of that girl on the TV."
The TV turned back on. The girl who'd been transformed was now standing, a little bit gingerly in the unaccustomed footwear. She ran her dainty hands across the black vinyl material of the leotard she now wore, and I saw that her fingernails were manicured with curved white tips.
A Barbie doll sat atop her dresser, and she picked it up and said something to it, but there was no audio.
"Dammit, I wish we could hear what's going on, too!" CBlo complained.
The girl put the Barbie down and didn't say anything else, but we could hear the sound as she opened one of the dresser drawers. She took something out -- a pair of cream-colored panties with a pattern of tiny pink flowers -- and we saw it change in her hands to a fluorescent pink thong with a much more vivid flower pattern, apparently still sized for her body.
We heard a muffled woman's voice. "Ashley? Are you still doing your homework?"
Ashley suddenly looked a bit embarrassed, although it was hard to tell through the makeup on her face, and stuffed the thong back into the dresser.
We heard a door open, and the woman's voice was clear as a bell. "Ashley? Oh, my God."
The virtual camera moved, and now we could see the woman, who we assumed was Ashley's mother.