Jeff gold hard seeing his glitching computer forcibly shut off readying to himself to go downstairs His eyesight blurred and suddenly frames appeared on his face.
“Oh great now I have glasses!”
His voice becoming squeakier and raising a couple octaves as he walked down the hallway albeit shakily as he was growing weak struggling to hold up his clothes His hair became dark jet black tickling the back of his neck as he began rapidly decreasing weight and size. Stopping in now her tracks mortified as she looked at the reflection of herself floored her clothes liquefied into a morphing mesh and warped around her wrapping itself and contorting into a Cotton white panties a lycra training bra and Catholic school girls Knee length plaid dress uniform. Now a petite barely 5’1” Vietnamese girl with lanky limbs, flat butt, mild acne, braces and A cups. The timid Vietnamese girl of 16 had knocked knees and A fluttering of self image anxiety that was not there a moment ago as vague flutterings of a partial pituitary block problem became present.
True to the technicians word Jeff remained aware but also simultaneously had a vague soupçon of memories remembering being adopted as a baby, going to Saint Matthews boarding school of her name being Olivia Moore. Pressing her tiny clammy hand against her forehead and finally walking down the stairs she heard a thud and was met with a troubling sight.