"I know you forgot, but we were friends when little, and this despite you being two years older than me. Alas as you grew into the bombshell you are today, you became fearful of being mocked and rejected and started to do to others just what you feared might otherwise be done to you, turning into one of the most rotten people to ever grace our school. You even got so far as pretending to have tastes different of your true one, acting accordingly, all just to be accepted by people just as shallow as you became."
"The worst is that I saw it all but until recently I refused to accept it, self-convincing myself you were still the wondrous person I used to know. That's how I ended up confessing to a monster like you. And I was fully expecting you to reject me. I mean, look at your body! But rejecting me wasn't enough, you needed to be the queen bitch everyone know and expect you to be, and decided to mock me! To humiliate me! Publicly!"
"I'm sad to say it, but the only way to redeem someone as vile as you became is to strip their rotten core and replace it by an hopefully less damaged one. So you will turn into a fully clothed magical body suit of your pre-curse self that only I can put on."
"Upon putting on said costume, it will fuse with my body turning it into an almost exact replica of your pre-curse self, the blue eyes sitting behind the eyelids being the only physical trace left of my current body. In the process, your life, friends, parents, social standing (both in school and outside), social relations, memories, knowledge, and possessions will be granted to me, but without taking from me my current friends, parents, memories, knowledge or possessions. It will also make me identify as a girl and merge our sexual preferences, turning me bisexual."
"Since I don't like Jennifer much, I'll be known as both Kylee Smith and Kylee Perkins. I'll have both set of parents after all."
"Everyone will find the new situation normal, like you were destined to turn into a costume today, and I am destined to put it on and take over your life. What nobody outside of us know is that if somebody else try to put on your costume form, they would be absorbed in it, making it that I would also gain their friends, social relations and standings, memories, knowledge and possessions."
Jen tried to scoff at the overweight nerd, but as Kyle had already hung up the line she was left unable to speak, her body already hollowing out as she turned into the magical body suit described by the boy that had been a friend, once upon a time, her complete cheerleader uniform becoming part of the costume.
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It was the end of the day when Veronica Smith got back home furious. Her daughter's school had called her at work saying Jennifer had skipped class. She was talented and famous fashion designer, she didn't have time for such nonsense!
But once far enough in the house she saw a familiar looking body suit in a heap on the ground, near the phone. Ms. Smith put a hand over her mouth: She had forgotten what day it was. "Poor Jenny, stuck here all day in such a state… Don't worry, I'll call the Perkins so they know to send Kyle here tomorrow."