The day started for Jessie like any other. She sat up in bed after waking, and stretched as she yawned. She was tall for a girl of 15, and preferred to sleep in men's pajamas. Swinging her legs out of bed, she slipped her feet into her slippers and shuffled to the bathroom.
She was already 5' 10", and she wondered if she'd grow a bit more, or her body was done. She was slenderly built, with long arms and legs. She had been trying to put on some muscle tone, but to her, her limbs looked like sticks.
She had brown hair that fell just shy of her neck, and one green eye- she was wearing an eyepatch over the other eye, due to having injured it a few weeks ago, and it was still very sensitive to light. She had fair skin that refused to tan, only burn, and there was a smattering of freckles on her nose. No real blemishes or zits today, good!
Jessie was a pretty girl, in a sort of "girl next door" way. She would never be a model or an actress, she decided. Taking off her pajamas, she sighed as she weighed her breasts. Were these things ever going to get bigger? They were almost a B-cup, which she would be happy with, but not quite there yet. Her nipples were light and pink, and on the small side as well.
Looking down, she decided it was time to shave again. She hated body hair, and pubic hair most of all, and was constantly getting rid of it. But it kept growing back, which was a real pain. After using the bathroom, she took a shower.
The shower felt good, and she started to have certain urges down below. But she knew that she'd never finish before the water turned cold, so she just dealt with it for now.
It took her an hour to finish getting ready for the day all told, as she got rid of some unsightly body hair, brushed her teeth, etc.. She liberally applied deodorant- it was promising to be a warm day, and she hated to sweat.
Dad wasn't home, so she walked naked to her room before deciding on her outfit- boxer briefs, jeans, a sports bra and a white tube top. She decided to to go with sandals for the day.
After breakfast, she headed outside, to head to the bus stop. She couldn't wait to get her permit so she didn't have to use public transportation anymore!
To her surprise, however, there was a large box on her porch, addressed to her! "Weird", she thought.
Taking it inside, she found a box cutter in the utility drawer and opened it. The box was filled with styrofoam 'popcorn', and she found a smaller box and a letter inside.
The letter read:
CONGRATULATIONS CONTEST WINNER!
YOU HAVE WON THE 'CHANGE FOR A DAY' SWEEPSTAKES, AND ARE ENTITLED TO A LIFETIME SUPPLY OF OUR PRODUCT! A NEW SHIPMENT WILL ARRIVE EACH WEEK! TO USE, BATHE WITH A BOTTLE OF OUR SPECIAL SHAMPOO AND BODY WASH! YOU WILL BE REWARDED WITH A NEW TRANSFORMATION THAT WILL LAST FOR 24 HOURS! TRANSFORMATIONS ARE RANDOM!
She didn't remember signing up for a sweepstakes, but she was constantly being annoyed at the mall by people asking her to do surveys, so maybe she had after all? She opened the smaller box and found seven one-use bottles of "CHANGE FOR A DAY".
Reading the warning label, she was surprised to find the following:
"CHANGE A DAY is a magical product. Use as directed only. Do not use while a transformation is in effect. Transformations may temporarily relocate you- you will reappear as close to your previous position as possible when the transformation ends. Some transformations have a delayed effect- in this case, the 24 hour limit only begins once the transformation is enacted.
NOTE: while others will note your transformations, they will believe that you have always been this way for the duration. Subjects who are present for the transformation may not be affected, and deliberately calling attention to information that proves you have not always been transformed may undo this effect. CHANGE A DAY is not responsible for legal or social ramifications caused by drawing attention to one's self!"
"There is no way this stuff can do what it says." But intrigued, Jessie checked the labels, deciding she should at least try it.