Going back over to the bed, she put on the goggles and the earphones, curious about the machine which was the only thing in her bedroom. Sitting on the edge of the bed, she flicked the power switch on it.
"Hypnotron 3.0 Engaging..." There was a sudden whirring noise, and then a click.
Jen took the goggles and earphones off and frowned. Hadn't it been light out? She flicked on her bedside lamp and moved back to the mirror.she still couldn't figure out what her punishment was. Did that mean she'd been turned into a ditz and was too stupid to know? She certainly wasn't a bimbo. That left the less common options of nerd and girly.
There was a knock on her door and her mother came in. "Hi, sweetie," she said. "We're all glad you're finally awake. Remember, you won't be able to go to school till you've been on your hypnotron a week."
"Mom, where's all my stuff?" the girl asked.
"That is part of the punishment, dear. That was your old stuff. They confiscated it, and will use it in someone else's punishment," she said. "They will be delivering new things tomorrow while you are on your hypnotron."
"But who is going to get my stuff?"
She shrugged. "Maybe some girl who is being punished by being turned into a boy. It happens. Or some adult who is being turned into a teen. It's not yours anymore. Now, come on down to dinner. Then you have a session of hypnotron before bed. You'll be a new you in no time."
