Judy couldn't help but laugh at the images on the computer. First the program brought up her youngest son Peter's friend and showed him morphing into a chubby, bald headed auguste clown. The next image was of Jeff, and him likewise morphing into a classic-looking whiteface clown. Even the profiles, changed, listing the changes to the hair, weight, type of clown, and even name changes, like Ricky became Rizzo or Jeff became Jolly Jeff or JJ.
To Judy's surprise, the next image and profile to appear-was herself. The profile read:
Judy Mitchell
Age: 45
Species: Human
Subcategory: Caucasian
Height: 5'9
Weight: 130 lbs
Hair: Dark blonde
Eyes: Green
Shoe Size: 8
Then the Profile changed to read:
JuJuDee
Species: Clown
Subcategory: Auguste
Height: 5'9
Weight: 155 lbs
Hair: Neon Yellow, Shoulder Length Curls
Eyes: Green
Shoe Size: 18
A giddiness filled Judy as the image of her on the screen, dressed in her casual everyday dress, which faded away, showing herself only clad in her bra, panties, and pantyhose. The picture switched to a closeup of Judy’s face. White patterns formed above the picture’s eyes and around the mouth. Eyebrows vanished, replaced by narrow black arches above the eye patterns with eyelids shaded light green. The eyes themselves became outlined in black with ridiculously long curly eyelashes. The lips inside the muzzle became ruby red and stretched into a wide smile; soft red formed on the cheeks outside said muzzle. The rest of the complexion became a light sugary pink and finally, the nose turned red and inflated into a sphere the size of a plum.
The image reverted to a full body of Judy with the new face, only now the bra and panties were a matching red with white polka dots. Now Judy saw her image put on weight, mainly in her breast and hips, giving the image a plump, curvy body, follow by the hair becoming neon yellow as described in the profile, and thickened and curled, until it reached her shoulder.
Next clothes appeared-an orange blouse and green apron dress with the skirt fluffed up by orange petticoats, and green bloomers. The pantihose became orange with green polka dots and on the feet, a pair of enormous bubble-toed yellow Mary-Janes. As a final touch, a green nightcap trimmed with pink lace appeared on in the hair and a brooch shaped like a comedy mask at the throat.
Judy laughed, the clowned image of herself looked sssooo funny.
Behind her, Judy heard a goofy voice say, “Hey mom?” Judy looked and saw Jeff in the doorway, dressed in one of his performance outfits. “Mom, I just wanted to tell you I’m meeting the troupe for tonight's gig at the hospital, heeheeyaha. I’ll be back around nine thirty, heeheeyaha.” He squeezed his big red nose. HONK!
“That’s fine, JJ,” Judy, or rather JuJuDee as she had become as the program reset her mind to match her new clown body, and squeezed her own nose. HONK! “Just make sure you text me when you get there, and again when you start home, heeheeyaha.” She honked her nose twice to emphasize her point.
“Gotcha mom.” JJ closed the door, likely headed for the garage to fetch his unicycle. JuJuDee turned back to the labtop, eager to see who would get turned into a clown next.