Lucy sits down on Jeff’s chair and pulls herself closer to the desk, “the Chronivac,” the 12-year-old mumbles, “never heard of it”. The girl’s eyes scans the screen, “hu? “Transformation history”? I wonder what that is,” she says to herself before clicking the tab, her eyes widen when the following notice appears.
Subject: Jeff Davis
Transformation: Random
Random transformation selected by program: Bra and panty set for 12-year-old girl
Status: successfully completed
Duration: 48 hours until subject reverts back
Lucy stares at the panties and bra, which are lying on the floor, in disbelief, “no… freaking… way is that true,” she mumbles quietly, so quiet that Jeff doesn’t hear, ‘this is some kind of stupid joke from Jeff! But… what… what if it is true? There has to be a way to find out,’ she thinks to herself.
The girl decides to read the manual, the more she reads, the wider her eyes become, ‘now… I really HAVE to know,’ she thinks to herself before activating the scanner and scanning herself. Once scanned, Lucy opens the options list, ‘I’ve always wanted a tail… a cat tail,’ she thinks to herself, scrolling through the options until she finds what she is looking for.
After confirming the change, Lucy feels a tingle run through her body before her eyes widen as she feels something growing from her back, just above her butt, and she feels something pushing up her t-shirt. Turning her head the girl lets out a gasp when she sees a black cat tail swishing behind her, ‘no way,’ she thinks to herself before a grin appears on her face.
Lucy turns to look at the bra and panties lying on the floor, ‘so, it really happened, Jeff got randomly transformed into some 12-year-old’s underwear,’ she thinks to herself, ‘I COULD be nice and revert the change… however… I also could be mean and pretend I haven’t figured it out, maybe even WEAR the “underwear”… hehe…! I could also do something to myself before deciding what to do with Jeff… hm… I’ve always dreamt of having magic powers… hehe… ooooh! Just imagining all the fun I could have… what shall I do?’