You head to a room, which your new memories recall are telling you is your 6 year old brother's room- Kyle’s. The bedroom looked like something you'd expect for a boy in Kyle’s age; untidy bed, action figures all over the floor, and some colouring books.
In the mess, you find Kyle’s wardrobe and take a pair of grey velcro shoes and head to a mirror so you could see the transformation for yourself. With some effort, you manage to squeeze your feet into the undersized shoes, and you begin to feel a strange sensation all over your body. The change has begun.
You look into your reflection as your son’s best friend, Max slowly turns into an exact copy of his younger brother Kyle. The changes happen simultaneously with your height decreasing from 5’3 to 3’6. Your hair shortens into a one-inch buzzcut and turns from Max’s dyed reddish-brown colour to Kyle’s blond, and your skin becomes paler, as you lose Max’s years of sun exposure & tanning. Your low eyebrows which gave your eyes a focused/concentrated look become higher and thin down a bit, giving you a more normal look, and less focused look. What little body hair you had faded away. Leaving your skin completely smooth. Your face becomes identical to that of Kyle’s with his small button nose, and your face becomes rounder and more oval-shaped. Perhaps the biggest and most noticeable change was your weight lowered down to around 50 pounds, slightly over average which gave you a somewhat-chubby appearance.
After a minute, your transformation into Kyle was over, and you looked like an exact copy of your new brother, it shocks you just how different Kyle is from his brother Max in appearance, the only similarities you two share were your blue eyes.
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“This is so awesome!” I exclaim with my higher-pitched voice. Now with my transformation done, I had no choice but to change clothes as Max’s clothes, fitting for a 14 year old, were to big for Kyle’s 6 year old body. I find some left over clothes, jeans shorts a light blue t-shirt & baseball cap along along with Kyle’/my grey Velcro shoes.
Now that I’m done dressing up, I contemplate on my next move.