Before Jennifer had time to wonder and comprehend what was going on. A pink and purple colored sludge dripped down from the ceiling’s small crevices onto the floor, coating the entire room. First the sludge didn’t do anything, but suddenly the segments of the bedroom started to change. The ceiling, the floor, and the walls all had a new appearance. Everything, including Jennifer, was covered in the sludge, which changed everything it came into contact with.
Jennifer took some of the sludge with her finger and sniffed it. There was no smell on its surface. Then when Jennifer gave it a taste test, Jennifer’s head was hit with memories and conflicted with her old ones. The sour citrus taste made her recall vividly how she had visited a plastic surgeon earlier in life, and then, without a warning. Jennifer’s flat chest started to swell back to its regular humongous-sized D-cups. She was unable to explain how weird the sensation felt as the two silicones continued their growth beneath her skin. Jennifer's butt and hips experienced the same kind of treatment.
"Huh? What’s this? I don’t remember Dad ever getting me a bigger butt…” Jennifer pondered as she watched her ass getting filled with a similar amount of silicone as her chest. Jennifer wondered if the purple sludge was her friend or an enemy, but ultimately she decided not to touch the stuff anymore.
Jennifer's sludge-covered clothing was next in line for the makeover. All her clothes had lost any of their childish elements, and instead they’ve become more grown-up and looked as if they could be worn by a young adult. The plain-looking white panties were swapped out for frilly underwear that belonged in an adult-oriented bedroom, and the training bra changed into a velvet bra that could accommodate her new breast size. Jennifer appeared more risqué and revealing in her typical daily attire. She took one of the black-colored tube top shirts in her hand and looked at its front. The shirt's text read "Fallen," with realistic illustrated bat wings behind it.
"Wha... ? This looks like something my older sister would wear. Does this really belong to me?” Jennifer muttered and dropped the shirt to the ground.
The sludge that covered her father, Otto, was now next in line for the changes. His round face became more triangular, and his body became lean and muscular. Jennifer was surprised how attractive her dad suddenly looked. His manly face and slender, well-defined body were photogenic. Because of his transformation, Jennifer's father now resembles a hot personal trainer or the star of a movie.
However, Jennifer's memories and thoughts soon took another journey, recalling the salty lake and sunny beaches. Their mother lived far away from Jennifer and her father. The metro stations and concrete skyscrapers were replaced with beaches, palm trees, and lots of people running into each other. She recalled how the attractive women would compliment her dad and how gay men would ask for advice on how to get a body like his. Jennifer’s visits to the mall had not decreased or increased, and Otto continued to pamper his lovely princess with gifts and clothes. The only change to Jennifer’s memories was the one where the mall had more sunshine coming out of its roof and palm trees acting as a leitmotif for their interior.
Which meant that last transformation changed where they lived. The single-room apartment building’s walls, floors, and ceiling rumbled as the middle of the town apartment building transformed into a similar-sized building near the beach. Jennifer gasped as she watched the sunny beach replace the concrete city outside the window of the living room. Jennifer felt as though she had spent half of her life in this house, but she was also astonished at how everything had changed. All the sludge had dissipated, and the home looked as there was no signs of the sludge anywhere. Jennifer scratched her head in confusion and had no idea what she had experienced. The calendar that hung on the living room wall displayed that it was Wednesday.