Lydia watched with satisfaction as Cally looked herself up and down, waiting for the inevitable dirty look
or accusing stare. However, to her surprise Cally actually laughed and smiled. Running over to a mirror she
started turning this way and that to get a better look. "Wow, Lydia you really have an overactive
imagination." Surprised, and disappointed, that her sister was actually enjoying what she meant to be a
punishment, she asked "You're not seriously considering staying like that?" Lydia flashed her sister a smile.
"Oh c'mon, you may have gone a bit overboard in spots." she said as she pulled at her tube top for a better
look at her inked-up right breast. "But you have to admit, it's got... flare." As she said this she put her
hands on her hips and struck her best punk pose.
Lydia was unable to stifle her laughter at this, and her laughing set Cally off as well. In between gasps,
Lydia managed to choke out "You do whatever... but you are turning.... ME back... just as soon as you can
talk." Cally looked at her sister quizzically and said "Ah don't be a killjoy. You look cute. C'mere I'll show
you." Cally grabbed her sister by the arm and, ignoring her protests and attempts to slip away, dragged her
over to the mirror. Standing behind Lydia and gripping her by the shoulders, she twisted Lydia around until
she was face to face with her own reflection. "Oh come on already! No fair keeping your eyes closed!" Lydia,
sighed in surrender and opened her eyes.
Lydia looked, disdainfully at first, at her skater-girl reflection. Cally didn't relent however and Lydia
forced herself to look again. As she kept looking, she started seeing the better points of her transformation.
She was still taller than she had been originally, and stronger too. Not just physically, although she had to
admit her current build lacked the fragility of the tiny 5' frame she was used to seeing. No it was more
subtle than that. Something in the way she just automatically seemed to carry herself, something she saw in
the girl in the mirror just seemed to project a kind of strength that Lydia liked. It was something that she
never had enough confidence to achieve before as herself, but as this girl... maybe. "Alright," she said after
a few minutes. "We both stay." Cally jumped and hugged her sister excitedly at this. "But now that we've
finished with ourselves, now what do we do?"
Before Cally could answer Lydia's question, the doorknob turned and in walked...