“Listen Jennifer, we are trying to run a business here. We can’t have you violating our dress code with that skirt. It’s too short. It’ll hurt our clean reputation, got it?” Ronald told his employee. He was in a meeting with Jennifer, unaware of the chaos happening in the town. Suddenly, one of his coworkers burst into the room and shouted “you have to run. It’s an emergency, no time to explain!”
Jennifer and Ronald quickly ran out of the building, only to find Stacy floating right in front of the two.
“Ma’am, is this man bothering you?” Stacy asked.
“Huh, me… uh… no he isn’t,” Jennifer said, sweating.
“Hmmmm… you lie. I can read your mind. But your employer is right, we can’t have you wearing that skirt,” Stacy said. She flicker her finger, and Jennifer’s skirt dissipated into the air.
“Hey! Why did you do that!” Ronald shouted.
“I’m simply making her compliant with dress codes, sir. Now, to make her work appropriate…” Stacy laughed as she pointed at Ronald.
Ronald felt a bolt of energy strike him in the chest. He flew backwards, bumping the back of his head into Jennifer’s hip. However, he found that he didn’t hit the ground, as his legs were lifted up in the air. He felt his feet fly behind him, around Jennifer’s butt, and bending into the top of Ronald’s head.
Ronald felt a tight squeeze, as the energy around him made him shrink. He found himself unable to talk and move, as his entire body shrunk. He eventually found himself tightly wrapped around Jennifer.
Next he felt himself flatten, with his head merging with his feet. His body spread downwards as he flattened, reaching down to Jennifer’s knees. Finally, he felt the texture of his skin change, removing any sense of humanity he still had.
Jennifer stood there with her new pencil skirt.
“Knee-length is much more work appropriate,” Stacy said laughing.