"Wow, you're really pretty. You look better than my brother's friend Karyn!"
This gave Sheila pause. She'd always considered herself a plain Jane, and she'd met Karyn and definitely thought she was pretty. So if she were better-looking than Karyn now...
She shook her head and started walking down the stairs, Mikey watching her intently every step. It wasn't until she was almost at the bottom that she realized she was having no problems with the maneuver, despite her radically reshaped body with the huge weight on the front, not to mention the fact that she was being forced to walk on her toes.
"We need to talk about this, Mikey," she said. She knelt down in front of him.
"How come you've got towels on you?" asked Mikey.
Sheila explained, "My clothes don't fit right anymore. When you changed me --"
Mikey interrupted, "Oh, let me see if I can fix that! Um...you're magic, so your clothes will fit you." He was delighted when it worked. The towels fell to the floor as Sheila stood back up to get a better look at her new outfit. Her tank top had become a black halter top tied under her massive breasts, her denim skirt had become a vinyl miniskirt, and she was now wearing thigh-high black stockings and black platform shoes with what must have been 6-inch heels.
"Oh, my gosh, Mikey, this isn't what I had in mind," said Sheila. "I need you to change me back. What would your mother say if she came home right now? She wouldn't even recognize me. And then when I go home, my mother won't recognize me -- and I can't go to school like this!"
Mikey thought for a second. He realized she was right, but he didn't want her to change back, since he liked the way she looked now and especially liked the fact that he'd used his transformation power to make her that way. Then he had a brainstorm -- surely it wouldn't be a problem if he used his brother's rock again, just for a couple of wishes, right?
"I'll be right back," he said, running up the stairs to Jon's bedroom...
