The rest of Robin's party stared in disbelief. Robin, looking around at everyone's shocked faces, ran to her
closet to look in the mirror. She looked herself up and down, turned her head backwards to get a good look at
her new buttocks, and felt herself over.
"Oh my god. Tammy, that voodoo charm changed my identity!" screamed Robin through her now more mature voice.
Looking on the wall opposite her closet, she breathed a sigh of relief that her picture of herself at age
eight remained the same as before, not changing along with her.
The rest of the party stared at Tammy, who was now in shock.
"I-I didn't know. I don't think the voodoo charm did it." She started to chew on her curly blonde hair, as she
always chewed on her hair when she was nervous.
"What else could have done this?!" screamed Robin again, still staring at herself in the mirror. Stacey and
Candy stood behind Robin, gazing at the new sight of their old friend. Candy in particular was slightly
jealous of Robin's now bigger ass.
"I have no idea. You're still our friend, Robin. Nobody here cares if you stay black or not."
"I just hope my parents believe my story when they see me, Tammy" moaned Robin, her panic attack retreating.
"We're all witness to what happened" said Stacey. "We'll back you up."
"Thanks, Stacey."
"Do you think that we should research where this came from?" asked Linda. "I mean, look at Michael Jackson
turning white, or Sicilian people. Sometimes I can't tell the difference between them and a black person."
"This was caused by the voodoo doll, and everybody knows it" chimed in Becky.
"I'm just saying, we shouldn't jump to magical conclusions."
"Your ass doesn't just suddenly grow into an apple bottom" replied Becky again.
"Fine, whatever" said Linda, sitting down on the bed. "Let's not have it ruin Robin's birthday."
"Yeah!" said Tammy. "Come on Robin, open another present."
"Am I going to turn penguin next?" said the birthday girl, now shutting the closet door hard.
"No, of course not" said Tammy. Now she was chewing on her hair even more ferociously.
Everyone stared at her again.
"You know what? Fine! Look! I just picked up the voodoo charm myself, and nothing is happening to me!"
Tammy held the charm in both her hands with her arms out stretched in front of everyone, hoping somehow for
their approval. For a moment, no one said anything.
"It's still a lovely gift" announced Robin. "Thank you for it, and for the skirt as well. I just, I just can't
explain this. How am I going to tell my parents? Or Kelly? Everyone knows that she's a little bit racist. Or
anyone else? Will they ever believe that I used to be a white, bleach blonde white girl? Not that I care about
that, but my identity has been taken away from me. And-oh my god. Tammy, look at your hair!"
Tammy's golden blonde hair suddenly took on a dark shade of black. While it was still as curly as it ever was,
it's cascading beauty now evoked thoughts about the mystery of space and the night sky rather than the radiant
goodness of the shining sun. Then, after the same thing happened to her eyebrows(they also became more
prominent), her tanned skin began turning a different hue, a brownish swarthy color. It began on Tammy's face.
For a second the other girls could have sworn that someone else's head was on Tammy's body, that's how
different her skin tone was from elsewhere below her neck. Her eyes turned a gorgeous shade of emerald
green(sort of like the eyes of the young Afghan girl on the famous June 1985 issue of National Geographic),
while the swarthy color continued downward past her chest and then her arms. As it descended to her toes,
Tammy's moderately curvy body transformed right before everyone's eyes into the epitome of a curvaceous woman.
It was by sheer coincidence that Tammy wore a tight pastel blue blue sweater today, but the fact that she did
might indicate that the voodoo loa have a sense of humor. The other girls blanched as the sweater filled out
to it's very limits, with her breasts growing impossibly large and bouncy(they were now in the DD range, while
they were in the B range before), her waist becoming inversely proportional to her hips, with her hips of
course expanding visibly before everyone inside of her skirt. This growth caused a slight pinch to Tammy. Her
butt became bigger too, as well as her thighs, but her height did not increase as Robin's did.
Tammy was now very Persian looking. The sextet of blondes which had gather for Robin's birthday party were
down two members. Robin was now a fairly tall pretty black girl, and Tammy could now pass for a Middle Eastern
princess.
What is Tammy's reaction?