Linda Gibson heard a scream from down the hall; a high-pitched bloody murder scream she'd never heard before. She burst into her daughter's room, expecting to find whatever horrible thing caused that noise. Instead she found Zoe beginning to apply her makeup, with an expression just as shocked as Linda's.
"I think that came from Jon's room." She said.
Returning back up the hallway, she opened the door to her son's room. There she found a naked, blue, female... demon of some kind? It didn't really matter what it was - it was clearly her son. He had a look of absolute distress as he stared a thousand miles into his girly reflection.
"Honey?" Linda said.
Her voice broke Jon out of his trance. "Mom... I-" He was cut off as his mother hugged him. He returned the hug as his mom continued comforting him.
"It's going to be okay. You can stay home from school today if you want. I'll call the doctor and get you in tomorrow, and we'll see how long this lasts."
Jon nodded as they broke off the hug. He looked like he was about to say something, but abandoned it.
Linda continued. "You can borrow some of Zoe's old clothes today. Depending on how long this lasts-" Suddenly, Jon became aware of his nudeness. A violet blush filled his cheeks as his hands blocked his naked breasts and vagina. It was nothing Linda hadn't seen before - granted, not on her son - but she cut the sentence short and left the room after this.
As she left, Linda noted the state of Jon's room. Everything was overturned. His bed was slightly pushed to the side, his closet and drawers were wide open, and objects appeared rummaged through and thrown about. She didn't know why, but Jon had clearly been in a state of disarray. She couldn't imagine her reaction if she woke up to a transformation that intense. She just hoped Jon's scarring wouldn't be too severe...
