Bridget walked down the street, her hips swaying from side to side. She liked her new body, even after spending 20 years as a boy. She walked toward Denise's house, not realizing she was shrinking. Denise and Bryan had been friends for many years. They didn't want to get into a boyfriend-girlfriend relationship, but they had recently started dating. In this reality, they were only good friends. Bridget rang the doorbell on Denise's house. "Hey, Denise." "Hey, Bridget! What do you want?" "Just wanted to hang." Denise was cute, Hispanic, and had a better body than Bridget. "Make yourself at home, I'll go make some coffee." Bridget sat on Denise's couch as Denise went into the kitchen. Something felt strange. "Hey, Denise... Did you get a new couch?", said Bridget. "No...", replied Denise, still in the kitchen. Bridget realized that she was shrinking. Now, she looked about 17 years old. "Uh, Denise, I'm gonna use the bathroom." "Okay." Bridget ran into the bathroom and looked in the mirror. Her breasts were now B-cup and she was a bit shorter. "No! How... Sara!" Sara must have done something. She continued to shrink, becoming the same height as Sara is now. She looked a lot like her sister. "Ah!" She ran out of the bathroom, her clothes changing to a sundress, much like Sara's.
"So, sweetie, why'd you come over? Are your parents busy working? I'm willing to babysit if they are.", said Denise. Bridget, realizing that reality must have also been changed, thought of an excuse. "Uh, I just wanted to... borrow some clay! Me and Sara are making sculptures. Do you have any?" ("Ugh! What a lame excuse!", thought Bridget. "Oh. I think I might... Let me look." Not wanting to seem strange, Bridget waited and Denise returned with a box of clay. "Here you go, kiddo. Feel free to keep it!" "Um... Thanks, Denise." "Oh, call me 'Aunt Denise' or 'Auntie'. Kids don't call grown-ups by their names." "Bye... Auntie." Bridget forced a smile, then left.
"Dammit, Sara! You turned me into your sister!", yelled Bridget. "Well, you were being kind of a bitch yourself! You left me out of all the fun! I wanted to use the Chronivac with you, not on you, but I had no choice.", replied Sara. "Well, what do we do now?", said Bridget, pouting.