Paul pulled the medallion over his head, ignoring the strange jolt. He turned back to look at the ballet kids, when he felt himself start to change. He shrunk down and he could feel his hair grow longer. He could feel his male equipment beging replaced. When the tingling stoped, he looked himself over and found that he had become a eight-year-old girl.
"Young lady! What are you doing out of uniform?"
He turned to see his mother running over to him. "Why are you wearing those clothes?"
He tried to say something, but his mother quickly grabbed the box and pulled him into the lady's room. "Hurry up and change."
He tried to protest, but his mother just told him to change. He removed his clothes and pulled on the white stockings and the pink leatord, followed by the shoes. When he came out of the lady's room, his mother was still staring at him.
"Now, what's your name?"