...a curvy cheerleader with blonde pigtails.
She sat on your bed, right where you've left your girlfriend, the delivery box still in her hands- but it was now looking significantly bigger, clutched by her smaller hands, proportionate to her reduced stature: you couldn't tell exactly, but by the way she was now sitting on your bed with her legs extended in front of her she could not have been over 5 feet!
From what you could see between the covers, her height was hardly the only thing that's changed: the stranger in your bed, staring at you in shock through bright blue eyes and heavy makeup, was in full cheerleader uniform!
From the red strings holding her flowing blonde pigtails, through the tight dress, colored in sparkling red and blue (and matching (glittery) skirt), to the white tennis shoes- this girl, who seemed no older than 21, seemed ready to perform.
"Uh... babe? Is that... you?" you speak out as it's all you manage to blurt out at this sight.
"Uh huh," she replies, her red lips parted in shock. Her face, that seemed familiar (although you couldn't quite place your finger on the reason for that), looked as helpless and sweet as it was foreign.
"I had no idea this is actually going to work" you chuckle, half in surprise- and half in excitement of this new reality and all that it had to offer.
She slowly looks up at you, and blinks with her long eyelashes, only exaggerated by the black mascara and winged eyeliner adorning her new eyes. "I'm totes glad you're enjoying this", she says with her new nasal voice, which is higher by at least an octave, "cuz I have no fucking idea what's going on!"
You would be surprised by this sudden burst of emotion from your usually shy and reserved girlfriend, if you weren't stuck on how empty her eyes looked now- you could almost hear the static when she stared you down in her adorable rage.
You would spend more time being fascinated by this, but she is still your girlfriend- and she needs your support!