The next morning Jane awakens to find herself back to normal and lying in her own bed, ‘feels like it had been a dream, but… it felt to real, so it must have happened,’ the woman thinks to herself, smiling a little as she gets out of bed, ‘I already miss being a boy, I want to be a boy for a little longer. Maybe I can arrange with Lucy to transform me into a boy again this weekend and stay “James” for the whole weekend’.
Meanwhile in Jeff’s room, the teen wakes up, groaning before letting out a sigh as he sits up in bed, looking at around his room, then at himself, finding both back to normal, ‘I don’t want to imagine what Lucy will do today,’ he thinks to himself before getting out of bed to get himself ready.
In Lucy’s room, the girl is already awake, ‘I have so many ideas,’ she thinks to herself, ‘this city needs some fix up and changes. I just have to think of a way to cause people not to worry to much about the “weirdness” that is going to happen’.
After breakfast, and when Jeff had left to catch his bus, Jane asks Lucy to stay behind for a minute, “Lucy, I wanted to talk to you”.
“What is it, mom,” the 12-year-old asks.
“I really enjoyed being “James”, however… it was to… short,” Jane says, “so… I wanted to ask… would you transform me into “James” this weekend, let’s say… Friday evening, and keep me as “James” until Sunday evening?”
Lucy smiles, “sure, mom,” she says.
Jane smiles, “thanks, hun,” she says, “oh, and instead of 12… I’d like to be 10”.
Lucy smiles, “alright, I can do that, mom”.
Jane gives her daughter a hug, “thanks, dear,” she says, “we just need to make sure your dad isn’t around”.
Lucy grins, “oh, I’ll think of something”.
Jane giggles, “I know you will come up with something… creative,” she says, “now, off to school with you!”
Lucy nods and gives her mother a kiss before heading out of the house, an evil grin on her face, “well, let’s start,” she says, “Jess needs some more pretty clothes, hehe,” she mumbles, and as she passes people on the street, the people suddenly vanish, only to find themselves either hanging or lying in a wardrobe as underwear, dresses, skirts, blouses, sleepwear, swimsuits, bikinis, t-shirts, sweatshirts and even shoes and high heels, and every single transformed human still has his or her awareness in tacked, however, all of them are unable to make a sound or move, becoming prisoners in their new form.
“Jess also needs some new toys,” Lucy mumbles to herself, and again, whoever she passes vanishes and reappears in Jeff’s room as a toy, stuffed animal, dolls and anything a 6-year-old girl needs.
At school Lucy entertains herself by transforming boys into girls, girls into boys, teachers into children, children into adults, some students and teachers, Lucy even transforms into some object, like chairs, desks, tables, blackboards, mannequins for the biology classes, gym equipment, and even… ingredients, vegetables, fruits, pots, pans, deserts, meat, frozen chicken, noodles and anything a school canteen needs to fill the stomachs of the remaining students and staff.
After school Lucy decides to head to her favorite clothes store, walking inside, the girl is surprised to find that there are less clothes than usual, “greetings, young lady,” a kind female voice says.
Looking up Lucy recognizes the owner, Mrs. Baker, approaching her, “Mrs. Baker… what’s up with the empty store?”
Mrs. Baker’s expression turns from happy to sad, the woman lets out a sigh, “I’m unable to keep this store running,” she says, “I am just unable to get enough clothes in to keep it open”.
Lucy frowns, ‘well… I’ll need to do something about that,’ she thinks to herself before smiling up at the woman, “don’t worry, I have a feeling that it’ll pick up again soon”.
“I doubt it,” the woman chuckles, “but, thanks… would you like to buy anything? All remaining clothes have a discount”.
Lucy nods and buys a few dresses and other clothes, ‘I really need to help the kind lady,’ she thinks to herself as she leaves the store, the girl grins, ‘do not worry, Mrs. Baker, soon you’ll receive a huge shipment of beautiful and high quality clothes!’
That night, while everyone is asleep, Lucy ventures into the part of the city where thugs usually hang out, the girl pushing a clothes rack behind her.
“Well, well, what do we have here,” a man asks, “you shouldn’t be here, it’s to dangerous for… hehe… cute and sexy girls like you,” he continues, licking his lips.
Lucy simply smirks, “oh, I’m not scared or worried,” she says, “however… YOU should be,” with that, the 12-year-old aims her palm at the man, her palm starting to glow white as a white aura surrounds the man.
“WHAT THE FUUUUU-MMMmmmnn,” the man exclaims as his body rapidly changes, soon a beautiful blue dress is hanging on the clothes rack.
“Hehe… who thought some thug would make such fine attire,” the girl says, grinning at the stunned group of men and women, who all look terrified at the little girl, “so… who wants to be next? Any volunteers,” Lucy asks, grinning and her eyes glowing in a blue color. The group lets out yells and scatter, “ooooh… a game of chase… hehe… well then, let’s play!”
The next morning, Mrs. Baker arrives at her store, the woman’s eyes widen in disbelief when she sees 100 of clothes racks filled with expensive looking clothes lined up at the back door of her store, “what the… where did these come from,” she mutters in confusion, looking around, suddenly her eyes widen, “oh… I remember… I’ve placed a huge order a month ago,” she says, “well… took them long enough! Let’s get these clothes on display and immediately order the next batch,” she says, unaware that Lucy had given her that memory.