Mike Dawson, Jennifer's 12-year old brother (he'll be 13 in another couple of months), walked in through the front door of his house, then went straight up the stairs and to his bedroom. From the sound of it, his sister was already home, as she was apparently rummaging through her closet. He dropped his schoolbag off in his room, then headed down the hall to Jennifer's room. Not bothering to knock first (something Jennifer hated), he opened the door and walked right in.
"Hey, sis, what are you up to?" he asked the figure near the closet, as he sat down on her bed. He was pretty sure it was his sister (who else could it be?), but there was something odd about her. For one, he could have sworn she wasn't wearing any pants, just an over-sized shirt. And two, was her butt always that big or her hair that long or even blonde? It took him a moment to realize that something was definitely wrong here. Maybe this person wasn't his sister at all.
The girl turned around and Mike knew for sure that this wasn't his sister. Sure, she kind of looked like her, but this girl was way sexier with blonde hair and big boobs.
"Wh-who are you?" he asked, getting afraid.
"Mike, settle down. It's just me," the girl said. Her voice was very similar to Jennifer's. But this couldn't be her, could it?
"Jennifer?" Mike asked, hesitantly.
The girl sighed. "Yeah, it's me."
"But how? I saw you this morning when you left for school. What happened?"
"This happened," Jennifer said, holding up a wad of what looked like play money. Then she told him what happened to her, leaving out the more embarrassing details, like when her clothes ripped, leaving her mostly naked. "So that's why I'm wearing this shirt," she explained at the end. "It's the only thing I could find that would cover me. All of the rest of my clothes don't fit me anymore."
"So," Mike started, looking at the Wishing Money his sister still held in her hand. "You can wish for anything?"
"Yeah, but ..." she began, about to tell him about the rules of the Wishing Money, but before she could tell him, he grabbed the money out of her hand and began making a wish. "Mike, wait!"
But it was too late.