Though Brittany obviously had the power to change herself back, she decided to stay a girl for the time being. Seeing the world through the eyes of the opposite gender sounded like a interesting way to spend the day. Even if it did entail doing the things she normally did, like watching television.
Upon plopping her curvy behind on the couch, she discovered that her transformation had not been solely physical. Rather than watching her typical favorite shows, like car repair ones, she felt drawn to ones revolving around more feminine themes, like home design. Her reaction was mixed. On the one hand, it was scary to know she'd essentially changed the core of who she was. On the other, she simply couldn't wait to see what else had changed.
The sound of footsteps on the staircase pulled her attention away from the screen. Behind her, Brittany's 18 year old sister Susan was stomping her way down. Shockingly, she was nearly nude, clad only in a pair of shorts and a tight blue bra. With each step the flesh of her D cup tits jiggled ever so slightly. Brittany questioned whether she should be nervous about this, but upon realizing that history had been rewritten, assumed that this was a normal occurrence in an all female household.
Whatever entertainment seeing her bra-clad sister might have brought was dashed the moment the nearly-nude girl opened her mouth.
"Hey, I've run of cash. Let me borrow twenty bucks from ya," she forcibly requested.
"What? Hell no!" Brittany replied. Even with a sex change, Susan was still a bitch.
"Listen," she said, welling with anger, "if you don't give me it I'll tell Mom about that time you came home drunk when she was out of town!"
Brittany couldn't stand it any longer. It was bad enough being blackmailed, but Susan was using something she couldn't even remember! The bitch needed to be taught a lesson and what better way than with the power?