Calmed down by the fact that she won’t get any younger, Samatha went downstairs back to the party, where she found out a lot of the bridesmaids have arrived.
Diana gestures to Samantha as she enters the room.
"And that's my cousin, Samantha."
Samantha gives an awkward wave at the woman, who were now, except Chelsea, at least ten years her senior.
She was extremely embarrassed. She was a little kid next to adults.
She had a childish appearance and an underdeveloped body, next to young adults.
Chelsea was only a year older than her, but far less gawky, as she already started puberty, with a prettier face, small but existent breasts and a stature passing 5 feet.
Meanwhile Samantha was far shorter than everyone else (if she had to bet, she was closer to 4 and a half feet than to 5). She and her cousin Diana were fairly short already, but this is ridiculous!
Even with her height aside, Samantha had no curves to speak of, and zero maturity on her face.
She couldn’t handle this.
“I wish I didn’t return downstairs yet”
And she found herself back at the toilet.
Looking at the mirror, she began.
First was hair. That was simple.
She had a little wish in the past, and it fit in the moment.
“I wish my hair was long and naturally straight”
Samantha saw her curly hair smoothen up, and extend further through her ponytail.
“I wish I came to the party with well styled hair."
And her hairstyle changed to an open kind. Some of her hairs landed on her shoulders and others went down behind to her back.
Now, time for her face.
Heavily freckled, teeth in braces, wearing glasses and having a ponytail. She had to change that.
“I wish my face was only lightly freckled”
And most of her freckles disappeared, leaving only a few, making them a pretty or harmless addition.
"I wish my teeth were perfectly straight and I didn't need braces.“
That fixed her teeth.
“I wish I had naturally 20/20 vision.“
Her face now lacked glasses and braces, and far less awkward, but it was still that of a 12 year old.
“I wish I had a beautiful face that looks like that of a young adult.”
With that, Samantha saw the face in the mirror change, with little details differentiating it to what she originally had when she was a young adult. It was, like she asked for, beautiful.
But her body was still that of an underdeveloped kid. Short, flat and no curves.
She didn’t even know how short she was.
“I wish I knew my height”
And thus Samantha found out she was 4’6.
She was absolutely tiny.
Before she was 5’2, just like her cousin Diana. Now she was extremely short.
If before she had decent curves, now she had nothing.
But should she change that?