'Ok' said Eleanor 'send the medallion over here' Mark took off the medallion with his free hand (the other was holding up his clothes). He slid it across the room, Eleanor picked it up 'ok' she said 'now find me one of your Moms old sweaters, one she wore when she was about 29'. Mark went upstairs and returned with the sweater, he still didn't want to endanger Chrissy. Eleanor put the medallion on and used the sweater as an activator. Mark watched as Eleanor's shape became more womanly and developed more significant breasts. The transformation didn't take as long as his and soon Eleanor looked just like Mom.
Eleanor gripped her new breasts firmly 'so this is what it feels like to have a proper pair of boobs' she said. Chrissy took this opportunity to slip away, she stood next to her big brother (who was now her little sister). 'You ok?' she asked Mark, Mark nodded, clinging onto his baggy clothes daring not to speak for fear of the little girls voice that would emit from him.
'Now' said Eleanor 'I'm your new Mom as of now, I'll deal with the real one later, I have the medallion so I have the power to keep Mark as he is forever, so neither of you had better defy me....understand?' Mark and Chrissy decided to nod for the time being.
'Good' said Eleanor 'now Mark, you need a new name.......Erika will do, and as of now you must both act as though I'm your Mom, understand? especially in public, or I'll discard the medallion for good, and cut you both up understand?' They both nodded again. 'Now Chrissy, take all these clothes upstairs and find something for your little sister to wear'. They both scooped up the clothes and headed upstairs. 'We'd better discuss this' whispered Chrissy. Erika agreed.
