Emily sighed... It just wasn't fair... She sulked a bit denying her friends some ability to console her. Whether it had been god, fate, or a cruel or uncaring universe Emily cursed them all! She had asked a crush she had out and... considering some of the looks he gave some of the cheerleaders with cleavage sticking out of their low-cut tops... She found a corner of the school to curl up in a bit as she sheathed. Maybe she'd try going through a goth phase? Just go through hot-topic, get some black hair dye... some guys like that look right? Was hot-topic even goth anymore? Her body was a bit more tall and lanky without any curves... Not short enough to really be cute, and not enough meat to be hot... It wasn't even that she didn't feel bad about her body it's just she wanted someone to be attracted to her! Maybe if she stood out like a goth or had Boobs then! There was a flash of inspiration... no not inspiration but there was a flash in her mind and...
Emily sighed and stood up there was a bit of a dulling of emotion in her mind. Why the heck was she even bothering with how others thought of her. She didn't care what others thought of her, she'd do what she liked an- As Emily stood up she felt a shifting in her chest and looked down and saw Cleavage... and a lot of black. She took a look around herself and found she was wearing a gothic dress, black nail polish, and of course pale skin that jutted out of her... low cut top... Her mind got some activity as she had turned into a busty goth, and it wasn't just surface level. Her thoughts had been effected, and... Well maybe it was just the thing for a moody teen who cared too much about what one horny guy thought of her!... Then again what about her friends and family? Would they be shocked? How did this happen?... Her emotions then dulled a bit more not caring. A sort of Nihilism forming that she didn't know how the change happened, and that she shouldn't bother worrying since she couldn't change this, and Why the FUCK! Should she worry about what her friends and family might think? If they didn't still like her or love her respectively then FUCK THEM! Emily then pulled out a black, frilly, gothic parasol and went for a bit of a walk.