Jeff decided to try something else and limited the scope of the randomness to keep him still technically considered a human at worst. Being clothing was certainly very interesting, but it was not how he wanted to spend the next hour.
He kept the other settings low as well, making it so that only one or 2, maybe 3 significant changes took place. He set things up so that unless he was actively thinking about it, he wouldn't notice the changes in general. He wanted a challenge this time since he was limiting the effects significantly. And, because of this, he changed the duration to be at his will, but only once he correctly figured out everything that was changed or 1 full year passes, just in case he genuinely can't discover it.
Jeff pressed save and confirmed the changes. Reality broke down.
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When reality finished rebuilding, Janelle first looked around the room and found it to be her bedroom. From her memory, this was still all correct and the same as it had been. Everything from her make-up desk to her neatly made bed. Even the bra which she had finally outgrown and broken earlier this morning was still sitting there inside her trash can.
She then looked down at herself. Yep, she was still the same woman as usual. She walked over to check the mirror just in case, and as expected, her reflection was the same as usual. An attractive, naturally sexy 19-year-old college girl. From her long black hair to her somehow still growing FF cup breasts, she was all the same. Her well-toned stomach, thin waistline, and bouncy bubble butt were unchanged. Even her long, black rabbit ears standing on top of her head and her cute fluffy tail were still there.
With a sigh of relief, Janelle moved on and cupped her oversized breasts with a complicated look. The relationship between her and her breasts was a love/hate one. She adored them, from their size and shape to their firmness. All of it was her ideal form of boobs. However, good god they sometimes were a handful. Their weight alone made her shoulders ache on occasion, and with their size in comparison to the rest of her upper body being slender and fit, finding clothing that fit was not as easy to do. And on top of that, it was more expensive too! At one point, she considered getting a reduction, but couldn't bring herself to do so, as she knew she loved them how they are way more than they were inconvenient to handle.
Janelle noticed a bit of milk trickle out from her nipples due to her groping them, and licked it up before it dripped onto her bedroom floor. "Alright. So far, everything is normal. I'm still the same bunnygirl I've always been, and my room and body are the same as before too." She confidently said to herself.
She put on her clothes for school, a one-piece black corset leotard with an open back, some dark nylon stockings, and her favorite pair of 5-inch platform pumps with stiletto heels. She loved how shiny the black material they were made of was, and it matched her leotard rather well to boot.
Janelle strutted her way expertly out of her room and into the bathroom where she gave herself a once more look over and confirmed she was satisfied with her looks. With a final provocative pose where she placed her hands on her hips and bent down forwards, giving herself a very generous view of her cleavage, she smiled and straightened back up.
She exited the bathroom and with her perfect long legs making her stride extremely sexy, she made her way into the kitchen. It was only then did she realize something was up.
What clued her in was for some reason was the hand-drawn image of her and her family that her little sister had made. She easily could identify herself due to her unusual ears, and saw an arrow pointing at her, calling her " my big sister".
Janelle realized what wasn't right. She wasn't a bunnygirl before! Something in her head seemed to clear up, and she knew she figured one of the changes out. But there was still one left undiscovered. Janelle just shrugged, hoping she could figure it out as quickly as she did the first one, and continued preparing her breakfast. And while she focused more on making her food, she slowly slipped back into her new identity as a bunnygirl older sister.
Although she once again forgot she normally wasn't a bunnygirl, the change in her mind was still left as being discovered, so she could remember it at any point simply by mentally checking on the progress of her challenge. After eating her breakfast, Janelle cleaned up and grabbed her purse before strutting out of her apartment's front door and began making her way to the main campus for her classes.
As she walked, she didn't pick up on how she naturally carried a swing to her step, and soon had the eyes of every man, and several of the women that she passed by glued to her ass. She loved sunny days like this, as the sun felt nice and warm on her bare back. She continued walking for another 10 minutes before reaching her destination.