Jeff is horrified when he realizes that the person holding him is his 10-year-old brother Henry, who has a confused expression on his face, “why are there a bra and panty in Jeff’s room? At first I thought his girlfriend might have forgotten them, however… the set looks more like it would fit a 14-year-old than a 18-year-old,” he mutters to himself, “it could be Lucy’s, she has big breasts for a 12-year-old, however… the set looks brand new… I’m so confused. The only other explanation I have… which is most likely, is that one of Lucy’s friends forgot it… OR maybe MOM accidentally dropped them when she was doing laundry… who knows”.
Henry then lets the bra and panty fall back to the floor as he shrugs before looking around the room, letting out a sigh, “Jeff doesn’t seem to be around, and I was hoping he’d like to play some soccer,” Jeff hears his brother mumble.
Jeff hears his brother turn and start to walk away, letting out a mental sigh of relief, ‘he hasn’t noticed the pro…,’ he starts to think.
“Hu? What’s that,” he then hears Henry cutting him off, and he feels fear raise in him when he hears the footsteps of his brother not heading towards the door to his room, but instead towards his… desk, “what a weird looking game… looks like some kind of editor… hm,” he then hears Henry say before hearing his chair being moved and then letting out a squeak when Henry sits down, then the clicking of the mouse, “I wonder what type of editor it is… Jeff would kill me if he knew I’m checking it out… just a quick look won’t hurt!”
Jeff is to terrified to be mad at his brother, ‘WHY! Why does he have to be such a curious kid,’ the former teen thinks to himself, ‘I just hope he doesn’t do anything stupid, and not… discover that I AM the bra and panties he has found!’
Henry, meanwhile, has opened the manual and has started to read through it, the boy’s eyes widen more and more, the more he reads. “If… if this is really true,” the 10-year-old mumbles to himself, “then… then I could… finally satisfy my… secret desires and curiosities”.
The ten-year-old starts to get excited, “before I use it on myself… I think a small test is in order,” he says, looking around the room, “what could I test it on? I’d revert whatever I use back to its normal state, Jeff will never know”.