Jack now moved his curser up and pressed COMPLEXION. Deftly, he typed in CLOWN WHITE, SAVE FOR NOSE. The computer scanned him over, and all of a sudden his entire skin, save for his big red nose was as white as milk, from the top of his bald head to the tips of the toes on his bare feet.
Next Jack used his mouse to open file FOOT SIZE. After typing on the keys, Jack size '12 feet stretched to a long size seventeen, and toes widened until they were nearly nine inches wide. "Good thing I'm not wearing shoes," Jack giggled, as much on impulse as from the strange giddyness he was feeling, "or they'd have burst open."
Next Jack click on a file that said ADDITIONAL DETAILS. After being scanned again, Jack's lips became plump and stretched into a wide smile, then became a happy red hue that matched his nose. Wide arched black eyebrows appeared on his forhead and the spaces inside filled with dark orange. His cheeks became a ruddy red and dotted with black freckles, giving him a jolly, juvinile look despite his bald head.
The changes to his body complete, Jack moved on to his clothes. His hooded sweatshirt refitted and reshaped into a baggy yellow button-up shirt while his jeans became a light blue and so wide they had to be held up with orange suspenders that appeared out of nowhere. At his collar, a puffy wide blue bow tie appeared and on his bare feet yellow and red striped socks. As a final touch, yellow saddled orange high tops with blue laces, sized to fit him, materialized on his feet.
Jack got up from his chair and looked in his dresser mirror. Pleases with his new appearance, he honked his nose in approval, then sat back down.
Now he worked on changing his room. Soon the walls were a kalidescope of stripes and polka dots with every color of the rainbow. His furniture became colorful and silly looking too; the posters on his walls of supermodels and heavy metal bands now were of sexy clown girls-and guys.
The clothes inside Jack's closet were now changed into various styles of clown clothes and his shoes were resized to fit his new feet. Jack giggled as new memories kicked in, memories he knew were not real. "No one but me remembers the old jack," he said, with a goofy lilt creeping into his voice. "From now on, I am just Jacko the clown." He giggled again and honked his nose; each time he felt himself getting harder.