In the meantime Jeff was in the kitchen washing the dishes, when he suddenly felt a itch on his skin. He accused the dish-soap gor it. A few moments later he felt a wave of vertigo. Jeff proped up on the kitchen sink and put his hand against his forehead.
"What the fuck?", Jeff shouted. He looked at his hand and wondered why his hand was so slim and small. His nails got nail polish applied. He looked down at himself and saw the full consequences of his change. His curvy, slim figure, his pert, round breasts. His clothes had changed into a blue blouse with short sleeves and a black knee-lenght, plaited skirt. He put his other hand on his head and noticed that his black hair was now down to his shoulders and put into two pigtails. He was about to went up to his computer to look for the chronivac when his younger sister Zoey came into the kitchen.
"Hey, Jennifer. Wanna play with me and my dolls?", asked Zoey.
"Eh, sorry, Zoey. I've got chores to do. Perhaps later.", answered Jeff, now Jennifer.
"Okay, Sis. But I take this as a promise, 'kay?" Zoey grabed herself a grapefruit from the refrigerator and went back into the living-room to watch cartoons.
As soon as Zoey was out of sight Jennifer rushed the stairs up to her room. The fact that her sister remembered her as always been female was a sign for her that someone must have used the chronivac.
Inside her room Jennifer noticed more changes. The walls were now a bright red instead of dull white. His dresser was now twice its original size and full of dresses, tops, skirts and to her embarassment a full load of panties and bras. A full-lenght mirror stood on one side of the room and posters pf boy groups hung at the walls. Mercyfully her computer stood still on er desk, even when it had now stickers of flowers and hearts on it now.
Jennifer booted the system and started the chronivac, but just as she wanted to open her profile she noticed that the whole program was protected with a password. Without this password she can't use the chronivac to cause any changes to herself or anyone.
"Damnit!", shouted Jennifer angrily, "What's going on?"
"Just a short lesson in respect, Jeff"
Jennifer spun around to see her mom standing in the door and smiling at her.
"You did this to me?", asked Jennifer.
"Yeah, you've got such a bad behaivior in the last time, that I thought it was time to teach you a lesson. You and I are the only one who remember Jeff, and I locked the chronivac so you can't just change back the moment I let you out of sight,...or use it for other pranks like what you did this morning."
"Oh, you've noticed it, huh?", said Jennifer, now very shyly.
"Yeah, I've noticed what you done, and for your punishment you will be a girl for the next three months. Perhaps this will teach you some respect for others and espacially for women."
"But why,.. That's unfair.. I mean.. that was just a short prank... And... I don't even know how to be girl and stuff...", stammered Jennifer.
"Oh, think you will do quite well. I mean, look at yourself.", answered Jennifer's mom.
Indeed Jennifer was sitting on her chair with crossed legs and twisting one of her pigtails around her finger.
She did it unconsciously, it just felt natural to her. Jennifer realized that her mom must have changed more than just her appearance.
"Now that we got this clear, you 've still got chores to do. The dishes didn't wash themselves." said her mom, while Jennifer walked down back into the kitchen.
"Oh, and before I forget. Your boyfriend called. He will pick you up for your date at six o'clock."
"My what called for what?", was all what Jennifer could stammer before her mom went into her office and left Jennifer alone in the kitchen paralysed by the meaning of these last sentences."