Abby giggled as she read the sentence again. At 5 years old, she had always been a good reader, but she still had trouble with the big words. She knew what "daddy" was and she knew how to spell "sister" so when she changed it she felt proud. After she typed it, a little pretty colored button appeared next to it with some arrows on it. She pressed it and the words changed!
"You are at a low class Mexican restaurant."
Hmmm. She looked it over and did't get all of it, but she knew what low meant!
"Oh, maybe it's a matchy game like in class?" She whispered to herself. "I know, I'll write the opposite of the words I know." She giggled, before changing "Low" to "High."
She looked up, and her childish delight turned to awe. The whole restaurant had transformed! The dark, peeling walls had become vibrant and colorful, the dying plants had become a whole massive garden display with a waterfall, celebrating Mexican culture. The staff and decorations all appeared to be in much better shape and everyone around her was dressed super fancy.
"Wow!" She gasped. "Daddy's phone is magic..." She whispered. "Wait, if I changed the restaurant, maybe I really made daddy into my new sister?" She wondered.
Wilma paused once more. Something felt wrong again. She had awkwardly rushed into the women's room, chalking her confusion up to her emotional state, and had finished peeing but suddenly felt odd again while wiping. Something was off... but why couldn't she place it? She walked out and stared in the bathroom mirror hard.
Her curly black hair cascaded down her back across her tight, glittering dress. Her hoop earrings and jewelry perfectly framed her gorgeous face. Her massive tits were showing just the right amount of cleavage as her tight clothing squeezed it hard. She squinted for a moment but held her head.
"Ugh, nothing." She mumbled to herself. "Come on Wilma snap out of it girl." She thought to herself. "That abusive asshole of a dad is gone and now you're filthy rich for good. Abby is safe in your care and every guy is looking to sleep with you... why are you still thinking about that stupid app!?" She internally screamed.
"There must be some truth to it... I gotta see if it was real after all and not some quick dream or something." She mumbled under her breath as she strut out of the door.
Abby stared from across the room and her dropped jaw became a smile. The girl that walked out looked a bit like her daddy, but was now way younger!
"I have a sister yay!" She thought happily. She looked her over, happy at how pretty she was while Wilma took a moment to stare at a cute waiter's butt. Suddenly, Abby's heart sank.
"Uh oh, what if Daddy knows I changed things? He... or she might get mad at me... I just wanted a sister!" She thought, getting a little upset.
She refreshed the app once more and a new sentence came up.
"Abby's older sister walks over."
"Maybe this will fix it..." She whispered, as she changed....