"Your name is Trailerpark62."
What is this, some kind of internet scam? You try to close the browser without success. Even powering off
your computer has no effect.
You see the words on the screen: "Don't worry, just let it all go"
A smaller window pops up over the main message as the green light on your web cam turns itself on. Whoever is
doing this wants you to get a good look at what's happening.
The first thing you notice is your hair. It begins to both shorten and grow rapidly, shorter at the front,
longer at the back, pulling in both directions until you have mullet that would give even the trashiest
redneck from the 80's a run for their money. Your hair shimmers for a moment, not with the gloss that comes
from well maintained, clean hair, but the dull sheen that comes from greasy locks that haven't been washed in
days, or even weeks.
You watch in horror as your smooth face gains a few days growth of sparse, prickly hair while a wispy mustache
appears just above your upper lip.
Your expensive clothes fade away, replaced by nothing more than an old, stained wife beater and a pair of
confederate flag boxer briefs with more than a few holes in them.
You groan as you watch your modestly buff body fade away under a large beer belly and a set of fairly sizable
man tits, your belly pushing out so far that the your wife beater can't contain all of it, riding up to expose
at least half of your new beer gut.
The walls close in around you as your once sizable house is reduced to a small, silver trailer, littered with
dirty clothes, mud from your work boots and empty beer cans.
"Awww hell" you let loose in a thick southern accent "What you done do to me!?"