I sighed again as I saw the clothes that were laid out for me. A pink pair of sweatpants, with the word 'Juicy' scrawled across the ass, of course, a white tank top, and a pink pair of flip flops. No underwear to speak of, which I was completely fine with, as I was uncomfortable with the notion of wearing women's underwear at all, much less any that belonged to someone else.
The only thing that kept me from marching out of the bathroom was the knowledge that I wouldn't get too far in my current clothes. As demeaning as I felt this new outfit was, it would be far more functional. I stripped out of my male clothes and quickly pulled on the new outfit, spending as little time looking at my new body as possible. When I was finished donning the pants and top, I slid on the flip flops and left the bathroom with my old clothes under my arm.
Leaving the room, I followed the voices of Sarah and Tiffany until I found them in her living room, mere feet from where she knocked me out earlier in the night. And, as strange as my new body was, I was made more aware of it in these new clothes, especially without any underwear.
"Well, nice of you to finally join us, Jenny." Tiffany said. I scowled at her. I wasn't surprised that she had been involved in this whole plan, since she was Sarah's right hand. I knew, however, that she couldn't have had any part in planning it. She was a total ditz, not to mention the school slut. I had heard many tales from the jocks in the locker room before and after gym class about things she had done with them.
"Don't look so morbid, Jen." Sarah said, stirring me from my thoughts. "It's not like somebody died."
"Someone may as well have." I said. "I still want some answers from you, Sarah."
"In due time, Jen. We can discuss more of this tomorrow." Sarah said. "As it is, it's getting a bit late, and my parents will be home soon, and yours must be getting a bit worried. So, Tiffany has agreed to drop you off at home. We'll talk more tomorrow."
"Now wait just one fucking second..." I started, getting irritated.
"Calm down, Jenny." Tiffany said. "Just think, if we could do this to you, what else could we do?"
I stared at the girl in shock. That was something I would have expected Sarah to say, but Tiffany had never shown any inclination toward being that manipulative or conniving. "You'll get your answers, but they'll need to wait. So come on. Let's get you home."
I looked between the two for a moment before sighing. They were, unfortunately, right. They had these powers that I couldn't understand, so they held the advantage...for now. All I had to do to tip the scale in my favor was get the stone back from Karyn. Then, I could set everything right, and make sure these bitches pay.
I finally nodded. "Fine, but you better tell me what I want to know tomorrow." I said.
"You'll get your answers, Jen." Sarah said, smiling. "Oh, and you can leave those old clothes. I'll dispose of them for you."
"Dispose of them?" I asked.
"Well, you won't be needing them now, will you? I mean, they don't fit."
"I...guess so?" I said, cautiously putting the clothing down on a nearby table. I still had plenty at home for when I changed myself back.
I turned and saw Tiffany fishing through her purse for something, only to pull a set of keys out. "Welp, come on. Let's hit the road, girl." she said. I rolled my eyes and begrudgingly followed her.
I had seen her bright pink convertible before, a present from her parents for her 16th birthday. I never thought I would ride in it, though. And I never particularly wanted to.
To my surprise, Tiffany was actually a fairly capable driver. However, I could have done without her constant chattering. I was still nursing my headache from being knocked out, and her yapping wasn't helping. It was so bad, that I didn't even realize that she was headed in the wrong direction for the first 5 minutes of our trip.
"I don't live this way, Tiffany." I said, sighing. "I live on the edge of town, by the park."
"Um, no you don't." Tiffany said. "Maybe Jon lived there, but Jen lives right..." she let herself trail off before coming to a stop. "Here."
I looked out of the car window at the large house and gasped. It was at least twice as big as my house...maybe even three times larger. I would have contested what Tiffany claimed, except for the name on the mailbox, Madison.
"How the fuck...?"
"Come on, Jenny..." Tiffany said. "You didn't think we would do this half way, did you? If we're gonna change you so completely, we need to make sure no one will catch on. The spell we used is designed to change reality. The only people who remember that anything is different is anyone who was present when the spell was cast."
I looked at Tiffany for a moment before turning back to the house. "This is...unbelievable." I said.
"I take it you like?" Tiffany asked.
"Well...it certainly is bigger..." I said, before shaking my head. "But not worth the price."
"We'll see how long you feel that way." Tiffany said. "Anyway, I'm sure you're tired. GO get some rest, and we'll see ya tomorrow."
I took the clue and exited the car, and watched Tiffany speed away. I walked slowly up to the door of the house and opened it. It was dark inside, and I wasn't really in an exploratory mood. I wandered around a bit until I found what I assumed was my room.
The room was very large, and undeniably belonged to a teenage girl. The pink walls, walk in closet, vanity, and myriad of other items served to prove that. I walked over to the dresser where a purse was sitting. Opening it, I found an iPhone in a pink case, some make up and, to my dismay, birth control pills and tampons, and a small wallet. Opening the wallet, I was instantly met with a drivers license.
"Jennifer Madison..." I said. I stared at the license in dismay. "Not for long." I said. "I'm getting that stone in the morning, and getting my life back."
I looked over at the queen size bed in the room and yawned. Tiffany had been right. I was tired. I laid on the bed, not even bothering to change out of the clothes Sarah had given me, and was out almost instantly.
