You are blind for a second. When your vision returns you feel hair on your cheeks. You look down and not only have your clothes changed, but your whole body has too.
"You're a teenager Riley," says David.
"Okay," you reply noticing your voice sounds different, "How old?"
"15, 16 I'd say."
"Cool. I'm younger again."
"Also. According to the reality alterations. You're my adopted son."
"That thing can change reality too? That was never in the presentation."
"I know. It was meant to be a secret."
"Okay," you reply still stunned.
"Have fun. I've got to got to a meeting in Singapore," says David.
"You're leaving me here alone?"
"Unfortunately yes. But consider it a good thing. You can explore your new teen body."
An hour passed and David had left for his flight to Singapore. You still had no idea what you looked like. You were still too preoccupied with finding jobs. Which David said wasn't necessary any more. You sigh and give up for now. No jobs for inexperienced people.
You walk into the bathroom and look at the mirror. You really have changed.
Long, thick dark brown hair that reachss just below your ears. With light blue, grey eyes, and a moderately mature looking face. You're still having trouble comprehending your transformation. Despite this, you're extremely happy. You've been given a second chance, and with better fortune. You think about what to do and decide to