She ducked under the bleachers and frowned when she saw that her friends weren’t there
“Huh. Well, I’m sure they’re still coming, they’re just a bit late”
Of course, her friends were literally climbing right behind her, intending on jumping at her from behind to scare her. But the second the words escaped her lips, they vanished, and suddenly her friends were always going to stand her up, as a bit of a cruel prank. The newly minted goth’s lips began to quiver, and she kicked the metal support beams in anger
“Oh please! Who am I kidding?! Nobody likes me! Nobody finds me attractive! I’m not as hot as one of those bimbos out dancing for the football team!”
A series of rapid changes began to effect her as she said those words. The first changes happened to her body, her hair shortening into a cute, almost boyish cut, her face clearing of an pimples or imperfections, and her lips beginning to inflate and become more kissable. Her nose shrank and her eyes grew, just a hair, before the transformation moved lower. She shot up significantly in height, landing somewhere in the 5’11” range, and her arms and legs slimmed and became more graceful. Next was her waist shooting inward, giving her a pleasant hourglass figure already, even before her breasts ballooned out to a jaw dropping E cup and her ass expanded into a heart shape. Her goth clothes grew to accommodate her, her boots becoming more heeled then platformed and easily putting her above 6 feet, her miniskirt shrinking to leave less of her phenomenal ass to the imagination, and her band T-shirt shrinking and turning into a too tight crop top with a short leather jacket loosely draped over it. Instantly, her mind changed realities to go with it, and she gained a new found confidence, now with a join in her hand instead of crying alone beneath the school bleachers