Rac-Pzz found himself laying idly inside the same toy bin that the Earth sorceress had unceremoniously dropped him off in earlier in the week.
Most things seemed enormous to him now, given that he was only twelve inches tall.
He was unable to move. Unable to breathe. Unable to do anything but think about the big bosomed witch that did this to him.
Rac-Pzz thought that he'd be angrier at Savannah, but the brute was taking the consequences of his actions surprisingly well. Earth was a backwater, sure, and filled with what the galaxy at large thought of as a bunch of hicks, but everyone knows that you don't fuck with the Sorceress Supreme. It was his fault for being so impulsive.
Instead, the reptile man felt melancholy. Despite being a big macho Argonian, Rac-Pzz missed his comrades very much.
Suddenly, another Earth woman with giant round breasts and beautiful golden hair picked Rac-Pzz up and examined him.
"This js so hideous. Paloma will love him" Millie said with a smile, and dropped the unassuming toy into her shopping cart.
As Millie walked through the store and browsed the clothing aisles for some good deals, she thought about how her daughter's birthday was coming up next week. Paloma was hitting the big 0-5.
Millie had noticed that she was becoming something of a tomboy. Paloma was obsessed with outer space and dinosaurs, which is why Millie had picked the reptilian looking alien out of the toy box instead of the dolly or the Disney plushies.
Millie ruminated about how a few short years ago, Paloma was just a pink little burrito suckling on her breast. Next semester, she'd be in kindergarten.
"They grow up so fast" said the New Woman as she modeled a bralette in front of the mirror.
**
Aziza was having trouble accepting that the sweet, down to earth woman she was currently meeting was really Jennifer Smith.
Kylie's stories had painted Jennifer in such an overwhelmingly negative light, the epitome of every bitchy mean girl cheerleader in an American high school movie stereotype, that Aziza had been expecting someone different to open the door.
Someone meaner. Or more neurotic, maybe. But Jennifer Smith seemed to be well adjusted, all things considered.
Then again, Tom's impression of Jennifer had been a lot more positive.
"Guess people are complicated" Aziza thought as Jennifer took her coat and hung it up in the hallway, along with Tom's.
"God, you're so pretty!" Jennifer gushed.
"Thank you" Aziza said politely.
She was getting used to people outside her home dimension constantly saying that she's drop dead gorgeous, but it still made Aziza a little self conscious.
"You're gorgeous too!" Aziza said, paying Jennifer's compliment with another compliment.
"Am I?" Jennifer asked shyly, cutely.
"Of course you are, don't tell me you're fishing for a compliment already."
"Nooooo, it's not like that! It's just, I'm nervous. Tom, he told you about what's wrong with me, right?"
"Yes, I know all about what Kylie did" Aziza consoled sagely. She noticed as Jennifer winced at Kylie's name.
"I haven't seen what my face looks in ten years. I can't even look at photos of myself without falling under the curse. I don't have spinach in my teeth, do I?"
Jennifer opened her mouth wide, and Aziza giggled.
"No. They're perfect. You take better care of your teeth than I do."
"Oh, that's not true!" Jennifer said, playfully pushing Aziza on the shoulder.
"Yes it is!" Aziza playfully tapped back.
"Hold it there, Sappho, she was my friend first" Tom laughed.
"Wait" asked Mike. Everyone turned around and looked at him.
"You haven't seen a photo of yourself in ten years? Not even a driver's license?"
"Nope" Jennifer answered, shaking her head. "I haven't even driven since it happened."
"Then how do you get around?"
"Usually I take an Uber. That, or my maid drives me."
"What's an Uber?" Mike asked, confused.
Jennifer looked at Tom with concern.
"Who is this guy again?" Jennifer asked.
"Just someone we picked up on the way. He's a good guy, don't worry."
"Uh, OK. I'll take your word for it."
Jennifer called for Martha, the Smith family's maid, who had moved along with them from Glendale, to make some tea for everyone.
**
It had taken Clay a surprisingly short amount of time to adapt to Earth culture and technology circa 2023.
"They have cell phones up in space too, Mom" he said with a smile when Cassandra tried to show him how to send text messages.
Just moments after saying that, Clay got a text from Savannah, asking if he was interested in going on a date with a very nice, attractive woman.
"Would I! What time do you want me to pick you up?"
"Not with me, Han Solo" Savannah replied with an eye roll emoji. "With a sister of one of my colleagues. You're in luck, she's the only straight woman left on the planet."
"But I thought that everyone on Earth was a lesbian now."
"Looks like the curse missed one. I guess fortune favors the dumb. :)"
"Hey!" Clay said, offended.
**
"This space man, he speaks Russian?" Viktoriya asked her sister as she was trying on an outfit for her date.
"He has translator device inside his neck. Decodes all language. Like Babel Fish, but better" Katerina said.
"He nice?"
"He's like you, so big dumb manchild. Take that as you will."
"He has big cock?"
Viktoriya turned to look at Katerina.
"You really ask that of me?" Katerina asked in a stern voice.
"OK, I'm sorry I asked" Viktoriya said apologetically.
"Of course he does, I checked. Nothing but the best for my idiot sister" Katerina smiled.
Viktoriya twirled around and showed her sister her outfit.
"This look OK?"
"You may be dumb and dishonest, but you're very pretty, yes."