Amanda would need to get something from the clothes store, nearby, the one whose name was catchy and clothes were cheap.
She took her now oversized shirt and pulled it over her to cover them. The result was not good as she hoped, but at least looking at her was not a severe crime anymore. Her purse grabbed in her tiny hands, she began to run in young fervor.
“My legs feel like they did once, a long time ago!” she thought, not even feeling a smidge of the pain in her ankles that plagued her since a decade, and she thought of her family. “What would Katie think, seeing me run like her dear, little Jonathan?”
On her way, she saw a lot of things in the chaos. Even as the panic still raged on, some seemingly calmed down, or maybe were already calm do begin with, like her.
Some girls played with their new bodies, like the fairy who flew up to ceiling and then raced with someone who had become a bird-human hybrid. Others were climbing all over the walls, their non-human parts obvious to her now young eyes.
Then there were those that ‘played’ with their new bodies, not caring that they did so in public. Already she needed to make detour to avoid one huge pile of girls making love to each other, and she saw another little one getting off to the largest penis she had seen in her eighty years. Even she was tempted to join them, her vagina dripping to the floor, wetter than it ever was before, but she kept herself from it with a deep breath.
At the store, she saw a that she was not the only one with the idea, as already some girls raided the store, discarded store uniforms the only sign that the employees abandoned the store. Even in the adult section, a girl with breasts bigger than her head searched the aisles, leaving maybe a little thankful for her small breasts, if that is the alternative. As she continued to the child section, her gaze stuck on someone searching the clothes.
The first thing she saw was the dark-green snake-tail which replaced her legs, starting just under her naked fair waist, which had a rattling tip. Black straight hair fell down to her shoulders. All together it combined beautifully.
Catching herself staring at the stranger, she shook her head and began to start a search of her own, hoping that the stains did not lead obviously to her.
After a while, Amanda found something she liked, a small black dress. She took it, together with some underwear, to the fitting room-. After pulling off the too big shirt, however, she saw something weird in her mirror image.
Her eyes were red, replacing her brown colors. Somehow, it seemed, she got albinism together with a fountain of youth portion!
“That’s something to ask a doctor about,” she mused as she pulled up the panties.
After dressing up she admired her style, as each color, black, white and finally red, stood in stark contrast to one another, bringing each to the forefront in an equal measure.
It fit her perfectly!
“Some socks and shoes, then it’s complete,” she thought to herself.