Noah wrote on the page "I am Margaret and Steven's biological daughter," closing the book without a second thought as to what the outcome might be. When nothing happened, he immediately disregarded the journal as nothing more than a novelty act; a waste of time and money. However, he quickly changed his tune when a wave of vertigo suddenly seemed to overcome him. He held his head in agony as the room and all of reality swirled around him in a daze, his mind threatening to be overcome by the sheer volume of the spinning.
As he came back to himself and felt the vertigo effect alleviate, Noah opened his eyes and was immediately stunned by what he saw. Instead of his spartan, clearly unkempt room, he now had a room that was well-furnished, with a large queen size mattress, overly large vanity, top of the line computer and large mirror in the corner. The downside to all this though was that the whole room was painted a pastel pink color, like it had been done several years earlier and just never repainted. He shook his head, thinking he was dreaming, but this just clued him into his other change, as he felt a wave of hair cascading across his face.
Stunned stood up and walked into the corner, looking at the mirror. Unfortunately what he saw caused him to nearly fall backwards again. There instead of his average blonde hair, blue eyed appearance, was a red-headed girl with bright green eyes and freckles to match. He gazed at his new visage, tentatively reaching out to the mirror to see if it was a trick, before risking looking down at himself. Just as the mirror said, he was greeted by the size of two large, but not gigantic breasts, each sticking out from beneath a white blouse that his T-shirt had changed into. Ripping the blouse off almost frantically, Noah looked at the creamy white skin underneath, the breasts encased by a lacy white bra. Glancing down further, he saw that his hips had widened, his rear end had slightly expanded, and a quick check underneath his altered jeans confirmed that he was all female.
Noah looked at the journal and questioned what he should do next. He could erase this, restore his life to what it was, explore this life (and maybe this new body) a bit, or even use the book to alter something else about the world. He eventually decided to...