"I wish all you girls were like your friend, but a variety of different races," said the man. "So she won't feel so alone."
The girls all jumped up from their seats and tried to gasp and scream, but no sounds came out of their mouths. They saw each other transform, looking down at their own bodies as well, watching as their breasts and hips enlarged and their waists shrank, but also as their skin changed tone, their eye and hair colors altered, their clothes and shoes became similar to the skimpy, slutty outfits that Robin was already wearing.
"That's great," said the man. "Hey, I wish we all knew what race or ethnicity you each belonged to."
Candy's overly tanned skin was now a completely different shade of dark brown, her eyes were so dark they were practically black, and her hair was black and arranged in a long braid wrapped in gold -- she was obviously Indian.
Stacy had kept her long legs, graceful nature, and long straight hair, although the fact that the hair was black and her eyes were brown and almond-shaped pointed to the fact that she was now Chinese.
Becky still had somewhat of an hourglass figure, although she was now more voluptuous overall than the other girls, having pretty much lost her muscles. Her face was noticeably rounder and her eyes were dark brown; her short pigtails had grown out into straight, dark brown hair. She was Hawaiian.
The curls in Tammy's long hair tightened just a bit as it went from blonde to brown, and her eyes went from blue to a brilliant green. Her skin darkened as well. She had become Persian.
Linda's short hair darkened and grew out, forming into two waist-length braids. She kept her athletic body, albeit enhanced with more of an hourglass shape. Her skin tone was only slightly but noticeably darker. She was now Native American.
The girls looked around at each other in disbelief.
The man finally said, "Okay, you can talk again."
The six girls started yelling at him. "How could you do this to us?!" "No one's going to recognize us!" "Now we all look like sluts!" "Were you serious that we can't change back?!" Becky wailed about her thick body, "How am I going to cheerlead like this?!"
The man didn't react to the yelling until Becky's question, whereupon he asked, "Oh, you're all cheerleaders?"
"Yeah," the girls replied.
"I guess that would explain why you were all blondes," said the man with a grin. "But, hey, now you've got a more diverse squad. Speaking of which, those generic slutty clothes you're wearing are fine, but I wish you were..."