Jen froze as Katie finished speaking, horrified at what she had just said. A drawing on the stall? Surely she was joking. But suddenly Jen
felt her body crumple up like paper, elicting a scream before she dissapeared out of Katie's hands. "Where'd Jen go?" wondered Katie, as
Jo and Katie searched the wall. "There she is!" said Jo, pointing at the stall door. On it was a full-sized portrait of Jen, posing like a model.
Jo and Katie snickered to themselves, and Jo poked the drawing that Jen was. "Hey Jenny, how does it feel to be a pencil scribbling?" If
Jen could speak, she would have replied "awful". She was completely unable to move, and feeling 2-dimensional just felt like she was
being perpetually crushed. But she could feel Jo poking her body, and would've screamed out if she could. "Jen, you can move your
eyes." Suddenly Jen felt her freedom of sight free up as she looked around, disoriented due to her new perspective. She couldn't see
much of herself but what she COULD see was that she was rather well done portrait of herself. Her boobs returned, atleast, soo it wasn't
all bad. "How long should we keep her here for?" wondered Jo. "Let's see...Jen, you will stay attatched to this wall for....72 hours. After
which, you will detatch from the wall and become a person again. However, any changes made to your drawing when you seperate from
the wall are permanent." Jo and Katie giggled at their plan, as Jen could only stare in awe. "72 Hours?!" she thought. "Have fun Jenny."
said Katie as Jo and Katie suddenly pushed on Jen, opening the stall door, and leaving it hanging open as they walked away. "I'll get you
for this, you bitches." thought Jen. "Somehow..."