If Dustin thinks he's looks different now, wait until he gets a loud of what I've got in store for him, thought Ty. With that he had Dustin fall into a deep sleep. Now these changes will be just like the first one, thought Ty, everyone will assume this is how Dustin always looked, only he and I will know about these changes. So you wanted to be a older teen, huh. Will let's see how you like being this town's homeliest 18 year old girl.
And with that thought the changes slowly spread accross Dustin's sleeping body. He grew into a gangly 6 foot, 100 lb bean pole of a girl. If her chest was even a A cup, that would be generous, her figure was a flat 26-24-26. Her feet where size 12 (men!) and her legs where thin and knobby kneed. The former Dustin's chin pulled in, giving her a comical over-bite that only excentuatted her new buck teeth. Bright dence red freckles spread accross her entire body, especially on her face, and what a face. In addition to the wonderful dental work, her nose elongated to a bulbous 3 inch snoze. Her crowning glory was the bright orange frizz on top of her head. It looked more like a floresant tumbleweed than hair. It seemed to shot straight up and added almost another foot to her boney frame.
Well, thought Ty, time to wake my new sister from her beauty nap, and see what he, I mean she thinks of her new look.