Wilma started her car and pulled out of the parking garage. Traffic was pretty bad because there was a home football game at Jenna’s college in a few hours. She had no desire to go, since it was some boring American football game. She always loved to go to real football when her Mother was in town, but she knew Wilma wasn't a sporty girl at all.
"God, I'm lucky I'm dating a girl." Jenna sighed.
"Ha, where'd that come from?" Wilma chuckled.
"Ayy, I was just thinking about the game today." She replied.
"Ew, no, not a sports person." Wilma agreed.
"I know that baby... but, with the big game today, the park's gotta way less crowded. Do you want to take a walk?" She asked.
Wilma wasn't the most romantic girl in the world, but she had to agree Jenna's date sounded cute. Plus, she did still feel a little guilty about changing her ethnicity, so she figured she'll let her have this and change her back.... eventually.
"Sure honey sounds great. Big Rock Park it is." She laughed.
After a quick few minutes, they had arrived at Big Rock Park. It was a decently sized park, but the best part was that it had a lovely pond with a walkway around it. Couples always loved to walk around it, but there was also a playground nearby where families could enjoy the scenery too. The only downside was the occasional angry goose.
Wilma pulled her car into the nearby parking lot and the two hopped out. They had barely gotten to the entrance and already Jenna could feel some stares as they held hands. She was always pissed, but her anger quickly shifted to evil joy.
"Psst, Wilma, can I have my phone back now." She whispered.
"Oh, um sure... what do you want it for?" Wilma asked, worried Jenna was on to her previous changes.
"I just want to teach some homophobes some lessons... for life." She chuckled.
"Allllright that's something I want to see." Wilma giggled, handing over her phone.
As they walked, Jenna quickly picked the closest person to them, an older man of around 80, walking with a can and giving them the side eye of disrespect. She selected him, and the first sentence to pop up was "The older man judges the interracial couple." Jenna knew it, but it was nice to confirm. She quickly changed "judges" to "greets" and suddenly the man appeared in front of them.
"Hello there." The old man greeted, both confused at why he was talking to these girls and annoyed at their existence.
"Hi." Wilma greeted coldly.
Jenna loaded a knew sentence. "The 76 year old is confused." She smirked, changing "76" to "22" and glanced up to see the old man had lost decades, sporting a rich blonde head of hair, a full set of teeth, and a fresh wardrobe which covered his renewed skin. Unfortunately, this youth added some confidence to him, and he appeared more open with his disgust.
"So, what brings you people here?" He asked, trying to make conversation.
Before Wilma could tell him to piss off, Jenna quickly asked him a question.
"Excuse me sir, you have a girlfriend yes?" She asked.
"Huh, well... yeah." He replied confused.
Jenna took the oportunity and reloaded a sentence. it now read "This man is daydreaming about his hot girlfriend." Bingo. Jenna changed "girlfriend" into "boyfriend" and looked up once more to see the man had received a new haircut, and a new sense of fashion. His attitude had also completely changed, seeming much friendlier.
"Like, anyway, I just wanted to tell you how brave you both are. Like, my boyfriend isn't even out fo the closet yet." He chuckled in a whisper.
"Aw thank you." Wilma replied. "Well, have a lovely day." She replied as the young man walked off.
Jenna began to giggle to herself as he left, leaving Wilma confused.
"Wait, why are you laughing?" Wilma asked.
"I changed that guy." She replied. "He was a cranky old homophobe a minute ago." She explained.
"What?! That's crazy... dang it sucks that only those with the phone remember." Wilma smirked. "But that's still awesome. Let's take turns on this walk okay?" Wilma asked.
"Agreed."
As they walked, Wilma took the phone, ready to take her next group to choose.
That's when Wilma saw...