Senior Tiffany was getting on Megan's nerves, especially since now she was talking about how young girls dressing too sexy. She quickly selects a new age for Tiffany (43, just a random number) but she also notices "race" among the new selections. She clicks on it and it gives her a huge list of selections, every nationality under the sun it seemed. Not wanting to waste time deciding, she chose "African-American" and watched as Tiffany changed.
Not only was her skin firming up a bit, but she was becoming much darker, like she was getting a tan. Her facial features, aside from the wrinkles, also changed. Her nose grew slightly wider and her lips a little fuller. Her chest also firmed up in the front as her hair became darker and formed into an attractive shoulder-length hairstyle. The new Tiffany told Megan, "I just remember it being so tough having you so young, and I just worry about my baby."
Megan was so intent on watching Tiffany's transformation that she barely noticed her own skin becoming darker, her facial features changing, or her hair become nappy curls. She looked down on her hands and said, "What the Hell?"
The woman in the seat next to her looked at her shocked and said, "Baby, I know pregnancy's hard on a woman, but that don't mean you can curse around your Mama."
"Mama?" Megan repeated quietly. The program must have altered reality to make it okay for an older black woman to be driving her. But she didn't want to change too.
"Yes, Baby?" Megan's new Mama waited for an answer.