"Did I.. oh! Right!" Jordan remembered as she pulled out her phone. "Forgot I was supposed to be doing that as well. Knew I wasn't supposed to just be changing into this dress."
"Well before you do that can you plz show me what I'm supposed to be doing with this?" Sam said holding up the hair brush and a fist-full of his long brown hair.
"It's not that difficult. Here you just start from the bottom and work your way up." Jordan said demonstrating on a section of his hair. "Luckily it doesn't seem like you got any knots right now otherwise you'd be in for a real treat."
"I mean this is already gonna take for ever to work through..." Sam complained as he tried to mimic what Jordan had showed him. It wasn't to difficult with the sections that he could pull in front of himself. In fact it was a little soothing. "So just like this?"
"Que? Si, Si. That's good." Jordan responded looking away from her phone.
"Must have found a Mexican place if you're already practicing your Spanish." Sam chuckled... well it sounded more like a giggle with his new voice.
"Que? I say something in Spanish?" Jordan asked.
".... Are you serious? You just did again." Sam said as he turned towards her.
"Weird. I wasn't trying-" Jordan started.
"What's wrong with your chest!" Sam exclaimed pointing at Jordan. There the skin that her dress's cut revealed was clearly a darker tan than the rest of her body. As he followed it up he could see a clear break around her neck where the skin tone faded from a light brown caramel to Jordan's usual pale skin tone. Looking closer Sam could see the outline of the Medallion hiding beneath the fabric of the dress.
"About time ju notice." Jordan smiled rising and walking in front of the mirror. Sam saw now that the dress seemed a little smaller than he usually saw on Jordan. In fact he usually didn't see her wear many dresses. "You think I was going to let ju have all the fun this week? I decided to try out being a Latina this week. Pero, I wonder- OH! Did it again. I guess that's what's I get for leaving the medallion touching the dress this long. I was curious what it would be, but I guess the longer I leave the more of this woman's accent I pick up."
"Jordan we have to train people this week! You're gonna want to be clearly understood. It might be time to pull the medallion away from the clothes." Sam cautioned as he watched the tan skin slowly spread from under the dress across her body. While he had gone through drastic changes to his current short female form. Jordan's were easier to follow as everywhere her skin changed pigments subtle alterations followed. Jordan was a relatively thin woman normally and as the changes progressed she thickened slightly.
"We're in Arizona. I checked before hand and at least a 1/3 of this facility es Latino. I want see if I make easier this way. Ehhhh. Don't know how I feel about these uña." Jordan commented holding out her nails in front of her as they had grown longer. "At least she got una Manicure recently. Qué estás mira?"
"Wha-- What am I looking at?" Sam deduced trying to remember his highschool Spanish classes.
"Si, si. Bien. Now what u look at?" Jordan said turning to her side before smiling wide as she saw what had previously drawn Sams attention. Turning to a profile clearly revealed that Jordan's ass had grown considerably. While in no way was this supposed to be a revealing dress it was clear that was hiding a huge rump underneath. As she lifted it up it confirmed what Sam suspected and quickly brought him back the feelings down south that he had been exploring earlier. Jordan's new ass was swallowing the red panties she had slipped on earlier. "Si. Dis is what I remember about this chica."