Eugene crashed through the lobby doors, knocking Willow to the ground with a shrill cry as he bolted as fast as his new body would let him for the first exit the former janitor saw. Which was, of course, the door to the women's bathroom. He shoved the heavy door open and cast a frightened look at the crowd of girls making their way through the gym doors before slamming it closed. With a whip of red hair that looked much less vibrant than it did a few moments ago, Eugene grabbed the trashcan and wedged it between the door and the wall, blocking it from the frantic pounding on the other side.
"Eve! Come out ! Are you okay!?" Came Emily's voice, but Eugene didn't care.
Instead the former janitor turned popular girl turned...old staggered across the tile and into view of the mirror, where he could see his new form entirely. The first thing he noticed is that he was fat, a layer of soft flesh having encased his formerly skinny girl body. His cheeks were puffy, his lips slightly bulging and covered in lipstick that was a shade too bright, his eyes piggish as they stared, in horror, at the new predicament he was in. His hair was long but messy and graying, no longer styled in a ponytail and clearly suffering from the effects of being on the back end of middle age. His breasts we're massive but flabby, he could tell that if the now comically too small cheerleading uniform wasn't keeping them bound they'd be sagging downwards towards the paunch that was hanging beneath the yellow top. And his hips were flared outwards, connecting his swollen abdomen with the trunk like pillars of flab that were his new legs.
"GODDAMMIT!" Eugene croaked out in a voice that sounded nothing like he had just a minute ago, "Why can't you just work the way I want!?" Eugene felt the need to hurl the Stone against the nearby wall.
"Eve! Please come out or let me in! You're scaring me!" Emily's muffled voice cried out again from behind the door.
The former janitor opened his flabby fist and stared at the gemstone laying on the layer of wrinkled fat. It was twinkling and green-gold light danced from within. It almost looked as if it was... laughing?
The door bucked against the trashcan can as something heavy rammed against it. And then again, and the trashcan slid sideways as the bathroom filled with cheerleaders. Eugene clenched his fist, the light becoming more intense as his entire body tensed in surprise.
"Eve! Please, what is going on!? Why are you old now!? Why are you acting so weird!?" Emily said, her face soaked in tears.
"How many times do I have to say it!? I'M NOT EVE!" Eugene croaked, turning his gaze and glaring in anger at his fist, opening it and pointing a chubby finger at the glowing gemstone. "I wish you'd help me for once!"
Option 1: The Stone flashes and Eugene suddenly finds himself, still a woman, back in his old janitor uniform. The cheerleaders are now... treating him like a janitor? They don't remember young Eve at all!
Option 2: The Stone makes all the other girls old like him as well! As Eugene tries to get his bearings, the newly middle-aged cheerleaders begin to freak out.