Spooky calls another contact, this one called "P.A.N.D.A.". Once the ringing begins, she hands the phone to you. "She might be too busy, but I'm sure she would be excited to hear your voice again!" You grab the phone and head into a hallway. You pass by the stairs into the basement, catching a glimpse of a coffin down there. You pass by a room absolutely covered with patriotic imagery, "fireworks" you think to yourself, feeling bad for whoever was erased to make room for your new sister. You pass by a room with shackles on the bedframe and incense burning, also having a general asian feel to it. You finally enter a room that's almost obnoxiously pink, pink walls, pink sheets, pink curtains. You lay on what is assumed to be your new bed as the person on the other end picks up. "Jerald Davidson, who's calling?" You reply in your cartoonishly girly voice, "you have to hang up RIGHT NOW." Jerald persists. "Then why didja call?" You can hear uncomfortable shuffling, like his legs have just started to change. "It wasn't my desicion. You need to hang up before anything worse happens!" "Anything worse... HOLY JESUS ON A TRIKE MY LEGS!" "Yeah, I could tell." "THEY'RE EVERYTHING I EVER WANTED!" "Huh?" "Well, I wouldn't normally give something this personal out, but you seem to have something to do with this, so I best tell you for context. I've had minor gender dysphoria for a while now, so this is like a saving grace for me." "Uh, okay? But you might not like what happens at the end."
"What haAAaaooOHhh my god!" "What? What is it?" "It's gone!" You could hear a slight asian accent begin creeping into his voice. "Okay?" "Ooh this feels great! And these thick thighs really compleme-"
-crack!- "...waist?" You asked, a little worried for the guy. "Yeah" s/he replied, the pain almost coming through the phone with his voice. "Oh!" He continued, "Oh!!" Her voice undeniably female, with a small asian accent. "What is it now?" "They won't stop growing!" "Waitwaitwait" you ask. "What cup size, and how big around are those thighs?" "Uh, DDD I guess, and about 22 inches?" You had no idea how you knew, but you had CC boobs with 19 inch thighs. Disappointing that you were nealy dead last in sex appeal, but good for her you guess. "M-my clothes are different now!" "I-i have a fursuit on?" She asked, now with a much more pronounced asian accent. The other line went silent and cut out. Nervously returning to the kitchen, you saw an absolutely jaw-droppingly beautiful 18 year old. She looked just like you, but... better, and with a panda suit instead of your pink bear suit. "Hello big sister." She said, accent heavier than when the line cut out. What now?