Timmy was starved. All this shopping exhausted her, so what better way to finish the day than a trip to the food court. "C'mon Jess, let's eat," she proposed, and the two went off to grab a bite.
"Well well well, if it isn't Jammin' Jess! Say, where's your brother? I have a sc-- Hey! Who's this fine number?"
Timmy's blood drained from her face. Mark was sitting in a booth directly to the right on her, previously munching down on a burger. How unfortunate this was for her, to not only find herself front row of her biggest nightmare, but in this condition. Things could not go well.
"Lay off, Mark. I'm not gonna date you no matter how many times you ask," Jessica replied.
"Forget you! I want this hottie now."
Suddenly a thought came over him. Mark didn't recognize him. At all. In fact, he was doing just as any hot-blooded stereotypical jock would do in front of a potential date. Timmy felt power unlike that she had before.
She whipped around to meet Mark. Mark asked, "So, what's your name, cutie?"
Before Jessica could protest, Tim drummed up her best flirt. "Call me Kim, stud," she said with a wink, leaning in closer to give a slight hint of her cleavage.
Sure enough, this set Mark off. He tried to get closer, "So, Kim, wanna come watch my football match tomorrow? If I win, I'll get you a free dinner. Don't even call it a date, it's all on me."
"I would love that, Marky," Timmy said, and very suddenly, as their faces came closer, knocked Mark's drink all over his lap. "Whoops!" Timmy exclamed, "I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to..."
"No problem, babe," Mark said with a flustered look as he cleaned off his pants. "I'll forgive you. Be sure to come to the game, alright cutie?"
"Don't worry, I will," Timmy replied with a devious smile as Mark hurried off to change his jeans.
Jessica gave Timmy an incredulous look. "You're an evil bitch! I'm almost awestruck that you pulled that off."
Timmy laughed maniacally. "I'm not even through with him yet. It's his fault I'm a girl now. I might as well show my 'appreciation' for it."
Jessica seemed to concur. "Just don't go overboard with it. I thought you didn't mind the change after all."
"Oh, I don't," Timmy said, "But that doesn't stop me from getting back at him for all those other times, now does it?"
Eventually, the two got their food and began discussing multiple ways of torturing Mark, both for Timmy's and Jessica's sake. Truly, Timmy thought, this was a gift to get back at Mark for all those times he picked on her, because she was smaller, feminine, weaker, and whatnot. Go figure that for those reasons Timmy could now hold her ultimate revenge on Mark.