How about a change of pace?
And by pace, we mean race.
Fat Isis suddenly vanished in a puff of smoke, only to be replaced by a cute but adult Japanese woman in a
matching purple set of bra and panties.
"Isis? Is that really you?"
"Uh huh. I think so" said Isis in her distinctive new accent. "Where are my clothes?"
"I don't know" said Lindsey.
Isaac looked over his new body, with his longer nails and felt the new bob haircut he had, but what interested
him the most was his cleavage. It wasn't as huge as a minute ago when he was super obese, but his new breasts
look absolutely huge on his new, more petite frame.
"Look at these!" she said, grabbing her boobs with gusto right in front of her friend.
"Eww, get those away from me!"
"C'mon, Linds. You have them too!"
"Girls. Do Not. Compare. Boobs" said Lindsey.
"Are you jealous or something?" giggled Isis. How could she not be? Lindsey doesn'tt look anything like she
normally does. Hell, she has the breasts of a ten year old for Pete's sake. And who would go out with her with
a face like that?
Isaac was worried at all these new thought patterns. He hoped that the game didn't alter his or Lindsey's mind
enough to make them make irrational decisions.