"Mrs. Johnson! Jeff's not here!" Tina called through the house. The bed she saw didn't eve look as if anybody slept in it last night. Jeff's Mom and Sarah came running in.
"Huh, Sarah said he went to be early last night." she looked at Sarah. Sarah got a guilty look on her
"I..." she was about to continue when the computer in the corner cought Mrs. Johnson's eye. The Computer Read:
Subject: Jeffery Johson
Age: 16 years, 156 days
Made By: Fantisie Bra Company
Made: January 13, 1994 A.D.
Destroyed: -
Original Form: This Information has been Deleted
Current Form: Brassiere C-Cup/Full Cup/Brand Name: Fantasie
Time Limmit: Permanent
Thought Process: 50% Original Mind/ 50% Mind of Current
Form (This varies throughout existance)
Jeff's Mom read the whole thing. Jeff's Form, acording to the program, was currently a bra. But she knew that was imposible. You can't turn someone into an object. Objects are non-living things, how can you become something that's not living. And how can an inanimate thing have a mind, or think? And if her son was one, how could he think? This was all very confusing.
"Sarah, do you know anything about this?"
Sarah had a guilty look on her face, "No" she siad.
"Sarah, I know when you're lying" Mrs. Johnson said.
"Ok, fine. I saw the program up on the computer, so I sat down, and got tempted to try it out. Then, right before my eyes, Jeff turned into a bra."
"What?" Mrs. Johson said, "How could you?"
"He's been an anoying little brother anyway." she said, "So I took him to the Victoria's Secret Store in town, and returned him there. That was yesterday. I deleted his original form cause I didn't want him to get transformed back while he was holding up someone's breasts."
"You are grounded for a month, young lady! Let me see your keys" she siad. Sarah reluctantly handed over her keys.
"So how do we find out where he is?" Tina was almost in tears, thinking of how he may be a bra forever.
Jeff was now hearing his girlfriend, his sister, and his mom argueing back and forth. He still couldn't understand them.
"WLEhl? HOhj asioduf yousd fsjkl dfls ad?" he heard his mom ask in astonishment. He heard his girlfriend crying. He didn't want her to cry. Some of his human self came back, and he felt like he needed to comfort her, like he always had when she would start crying. But he was stuck to her breasts, which felt very nice. As the thought of breasts crept back into his mind, he started to relax again in the pleasure of being wrapped around his girlfriend's breasts.
The Trio of ladies all got in Mrs. Johnson's Car, and they drove down to Victoria's Secret. They started looking for Jeff, who was right under their noses, for Tina, quite literally.