"Hmm, that could work." She thought. "Now... should I, like, make her not his type with a race mixup? Or, maybe I could just make her not a student? Hmm, options options."
Jen wondered for a few more moments, then decided exactly what she wanted to try. She selected a word, then altered it, unaware of whether or not she may have just altered Brett instead, or possibly the entire location.
Eventually, she decided the best course of action would be to change her age. If Tina was, say, too young to be dating Brett, then Jen could have him all to herself. Of course, Jen failed to see the irony in making Tina too young for Brett, but regardless she went ahead, editing the sentence. She thought it would be most effective to make her as young as possible, so she changed "college" to read as "preschool" instead.
She looked up with a grin, expecting to see the fat cow as some chubby, grubby preschooler. However, her grin immediately vanished as her jaw simultaneously dropped.
Where Tina had been standing was still her, but nearly unrecognizable. For starters, she was FIT. The former chubby girl now looked like she could be a professional sized martial artist. She had toned abs, muscles across her arms and legs, and a killer body all around. Her ass and breasts weren't nearly as large due to the weight loss, but she still had about c cups with a bubble butt tightly held in her gym uniform. Her messy red hair was now forcibly straightened, shortened, and kept tight within a pink headband.
"What the hell." Jen muttered. "She looks like she's been going here all her life! Not to mention she's still college aged, what giv-" She continued before her question had been answered.
Standing beside the new and improved Tina was a preschool boy. He was a little chubby, wore overalls and a bright blue shirt. While not actually working out, the child was lifting fake dumbbells whilst playing on what had to be Tina's phon judging by the purple case. While he had red, curly hair like Tina's, from what Jen could see of his face it was obvious who this child was.
"Brett?" She gasped, slightly louder than she wanted.
The toddler looked up, then glanced around the room, seemingly looking for however called his name. With a shrug he gave up and continued to play whatever pointless game he was invested in.
"I can't believe it." Jen thought, nearly crying at her mistake. "I turned the love of my life into a toddler! And that hussy gets to be a freaking supermodel!" She thought, now becoming enraged.
"Oh, whoops, look at the time!" She suddenly heard Tina say.
Tina wiped her brow with a towel nearby then quickly plucked the phone from the toddlers grasp.
"Hey! Mine!" Brett called out.
"No bro, this is MY phone." She said in a gentle but assertive tone. "Come on now, I promised Mommy I'd have you home by 4. Let's get going!" She giggled, before taking Brett's hand as they continued to walk.
As they passed Jen, who still stood there trying her best not to cry out in a fit of rage, Tina stopped and looked with a smile.
"See you later Ms. Harper! You're still on for babysitting Brett later tonight right? I would myself, but I got a hot date with Jake and I can't do both you know?"
Jen was calmed slightly by her own bafflement. Was this seriously the same girl as before? She was so confident and secure of herself. Could having a little brother really have affected so much of her life? She wondered, but decided to quickly answer before the silence got weird.
"Huh? Yes! Yes I am good... for later." She smiled awkwardly.
"Okay great." Tina thanked as she took her headband off. "Say 'see you later Ms. Harper' Brett!"
"See lay-er Mit Happa!" Brett repeated, his left hand in his mouth.
Jen watched the two walk away, and her senses returned. What was she to do? Should she try and undo the changes now? Would she have to keep following them until they were fully normal? Should she wait until later to fix them and continue to experiment at the mall? What of herself, she still wanted to see if it was possible to change herself.
Her mind raced. That's when...