Jon had an intense moment of vertigo as she shrank rapidly. It was like stepping off an unexpected step -- suddenly the room was rising all around her. The feeling quickly passed and she found herself looking up at her tormentors, who were giggling and oohing as they looked down at Jon.
"Should I even look?" Jon wondered in a voice that was a sweet, clear soprano.
"Oh she's precious!" squealed Karyn. Emily nodded and knelt down in front of Jon with a mirror. Jon blinked as she realized that even kneeling Emily was taller than she was.
In the mirror, Jon a very cute dark haired flowergirl. Her dress was like a miniature bridal gown, with puffy sleeves, a lacey top, and a huge layered skirt. She held a few flowers in one gloved hand and wore a lacey headband in her dark curls.
"You can't be serious!" Jon said, fascinated as she watched the little girl in the mirror mouth the words. Emily and Karyn dissolved in giggles.
"What's wrong, Jon, don't you like the dress?" asked Emily.
Jon sighed. "I certainly didn't expect to be such a little girl! And what's with all the wedding stuff?"
"Sorry, Jon," said Karyn. "You know I helped my cousin get ready for her wedding not long ago. I remembered how cute some of the dresses were so Emily and I were looking at those sites." She pointed at the computer. "See? There's the dress I wore."
Not thinking, Jon looked up at the monitor and saw a picture that barely registered before things got really strange.
