Kyle felt invigorated. He got up from the chair and started running around the house. He was ecstatic to be able to move again. He danced for a bit and then ran upstairs. He walked into his new room and got s pair of pink pajamas. He put them on and let his wavy hair fall down his back.
Kyle spent the next hour and a half watching movies and eating popcorn. His new life’s interests took over a bit so he ended up watching romcoms mostly but he didn’t care. He was happy to do anything!
After that he drank halfway through a liquor bottle. During his drunken thoughts, he eventually thought about the hell that was the last year. He also thought about every piece of shit that messed with him in that time.
The groundskeeper, who was technically his husband, the stupid jocks that punched him, the brats that climbed all over him, every single one. He wanted revenge in his drunken state.
He also remembered that the milf of a woman who’s life he was in was now living as the tree and he felt guilty. He also felt guilty for the tree that had lived as a teenage girl for a year. Kyle walked back upstairs, changed into a sexy dressed, and walked outside.
20 minutes later he arrived at the school, which was still empty for break. He walked up to the shed behind the school. On his way, he spotted his old spot. In his place was a very attractive looking woman.
Her blond hair stretched two floors up and was styled like the leaves of a tree. Her arms were held up and her legs were together and stiff. Her massive breasts were stiff and sticking straight out like Kyle’s had been for those many months.
Kyle was reminded of all the bullshit he had gone through and was pissed. He marched in and saw the groundskeeper, who he now knew was named Ben, fiddling with the device and Kyle went off on him. Ben abrely has time to say anything before Kyle interrupted.
“Baby what are you-“
“Don’t baby me buster *hic* brown! In all that freaking time you couldn’t have even tried to use that things once?! You just had to leave me as a fucking plant didn’t you. And at least do the dishes once in a while!” Kyle screamed.
He kept going off about his time as a tree while his life’s thoughts occasionally inserted some demands that had been building for a while. Ben tried to calm his “wife” down but Kyle was pissed. It was then that Ben was gonna put away the device to focus on the screaming drunk wife when Kyle snatched it from his hands.
“I’ll teach you a lesson!” He screamed as he swapped Ben with the tree.
Ben was now outside with his body and hair acting as a plant. Now the blond was standing in the shed with Ben’s clothes resized to fit her, her hair shortened to her neck, and a confused look on her face.
Kyle felt better as his drunk mind felt he had served justice, and needed to keep going.