Now an interesting thing is that, the next town over, lived the Chase family. Due to an odd quirk of fate, the phone numbers of the two families were one digit apart from each other; wrong numbers were not uncommon, but neither family had ever met the other.
It so happened that this morning, 16 year-old Jennifer Chase (who usually went by Jen or Jenny, depending on how well she knew you), was getting ready for school. She was a small girl at 5' 1", and looked younger than her actual age. She wore her blonde hair short, with long bangs; it was kind of emo, but she liked it.
Jen owned contacts but hated them, preferring to wear her light framed glasses. Her right eye was blue and her left eye was green, a condition called heterochromia. Jen had a fair complexion and cream colored skin that resisted tanning, she was slender, but had decent-sized (C-cup) breasts.
All in all, she was cute, but nowhere near the hottie that Miss Smith was. She'd almost finished getting dressed when the phone rang.
She picked it up. "Hello?"
A male voice she didn't recognize: "Is this Jennifer?"
"Um, yes, who is this?"
"That's not important, you bitch, what is important, is how you answer my next question. Transform or Dare?"
Jen blinked. "What?! Who is this?"
"Going to answer my question?"
"I don't think so, I'm hanging up now..."
"Stop right there, because you didn't choose, you get both!"
Some strange force prevented Jen from moving, forcing her to listen.
"First, for your dare, I'm tired of how you treat people, always acting like you're better than everyone else. I thought about making you some meek little thing, but forget that, you're going to alienate everyone. I dare you to become more aggressive and bitchy than ever!"
Jen, who'd always been considered a 'nice' girl, began to get angry. Who was this jerk, and what gave him the right to mess with her? She was so tired of being pushed around...
"And for your transform, I'm totally ruining your killer body. So you're getting a double transformation; you're going to start growing taller _and_ regress in age. So you'll become a tall kid, with no figure to speak of. And you'll stay that way, a giant little girl, forever. Can't wait to see you at school!"
The line went dead.
Jen blinked. The caller ID said BLOCKED. She felt a little strange. Was she really going to change the way he said she would? Looking in her mirror, she watched as her features softened, her hair became a shade lighter, and her bra became loose. Her legs and arms seemed longer than before.
Her newfound aggressiveness led her to quickly make a decision. She was going to stay home today, until her body stopped changing. Then she was going to find out who did this to her, and make them pay.
Years fell off her frame, even as she grew. Her growth slowed considerably as she reached puberty, her hips narrowing, body hair receding, and her breasts shrinking away to little buds.
By noon, it seemed to be over. She felt full of energy, and looked like a girl of nine or so...other than the fact she was now 6' 3".
Having always been small for her age, being tall was a novelty for her; she liked it a lot. Despite her youth, her growth had left her with better-defined muscles, making her look like a very athletic girl. She grinned at her newfound strength; it matched her new attitude perfectly.
In her older brother's room (who was away at college) she found clothing that more or less fit, even if it hung loose on her coltish body. Careful use of makeup managed to make her look at least a little bit older. So she'd be able to go out in public, even if she did look a bit freakish.
So where to go first?