Jake, now Joan, was horrified at all that had just taken place. He was now a five year old female version of himself and what was worse was Joan could remember nothing of Jake's life, only that she'd used a Transformation Gun to make this life.
This in itself was rather confusing because there were memories that said this was nothing more then the product of her over active imagination. Looking around her room, she took it all in.
Everything looked normal; the bed with the pink comforter with Hello Kitty on it, the white sheets and the dolls laying on top of the bed, the toy tea set and the large mirror mommy had bought her because she liked to play dress-up, the white dresser with the pink knobs and the pastel pink wallpaper with the heart trim along the top.
Everything looked normal, for a little girl. But something insisted that Joan was not a little girl, but a teenage boy who'd used a Transformation Gun on herself. "This is all confusing," Joan thought as she went into her closet and selected a pink dress with roses sewn to the front and lace sleeves.
Pinking up her favorite doll, she undressed herself and the proceeded to get dressed in the pink dress and then dress the doll in a matching one. As she set up the tea table to have tea with her dolls, Joan thought to herself, "There's only one way to prove this is something of a Transformation Gun and that's to go back to Melissa's room and see it such an item really exists. But first I want to play with my dollies, like I normally do after school, but before mommy gets home."
Content with this rambling, she began to pour the pretend tea, humming to herself. Meanwhile, Melissa had figured out that if this Gun really did what it said it could do, then she was either going to try it on her boyfriend, Alex, or the snobby bitch, Chloe, she had to work with.