Jon was looking at an adult Tiffany Sanders! Or Tiffany Morse in this current reality. With her hair in a shorter more professional style, and with a few more wrinkles it was a little hard to tell, but there were plenty of give always that the former school slut had become principal. Aside from having her first name stay the same it was nearly impossible to imagine the original Principal Morse with that much cleavage showing, and clothes that hugged her figure that well. Tiffany had an hourglass figure, and the extra years had only filled it out further. Jon could easily imagine her being the teacher all the guys wanted to get with.
"Can you believe she shows off like that at her age? Sometimes I think she never stopped being a high schooler herself." Samantha commented while looking at Tiffany's picture.
"Well, she is a beautiful woman." Jon hadn't looked away from the picture. He just couldn't believe the girl that was in danger of dropping out to raise a child was now responsible for the school.
"Don't tell me you're into that whole cougar fantasy all the guys have for her." Samantha said disapprovingly.
"What? N-No, I was just..." Jon tried defending himself. The look he got from Samantha told him he'd either be teased mercilessly or make her actually angry if he continued. He simply turned the page and went back to seeing who he could find.
Pictures in the lunch room showed the older version of Karyn with a hairnet on as she put food on a lunch tray. Jon looked from it to Samantha. He had to admit that Karyn was still attractive in her older form, but he hadn't put much thought in what either of them would look like when they got older. How much of what Karyn looked like now was what she'd have naturally grown to look like? How much of it was because of her new family, or the other factors of the life she'd been forced into?
He couldn't help comparing her and Samantha. Had she been as old or fat as Karyn was now? He'd seen Karyn as a girl his age, and as an out of shape older woman. Had he seen Samantha older and just never paid any attention to her? If he had to choose between them who would be pick? He had known Karyn his whole life, and he could imagine coming home to her lunch lady form and being a family someday. He couldn't help thinking of how close he was starting to get to Samantha though. He knew it was just temporary, but in some ways being with her felt natural in a way that was missing with Karyn.
Jon shook off those thoughts and moved on. He could figure out these feelings later, when he didn't have a girlfriend looking at him with increasing concern as he stopped at certain pages.
Sarah Taylor had become the school nurse. Somehow it felt right that the preppy girl had filled a role with a lot of responsibility. Even in a pair of scrubs and older she had a serious and mature look about her that inspired trust.
Sarah's twin, or former twin anyway, had managed to stay in the school band picture. Jennifer Taylor had become Jennifer Hale, and looked more like a stereotypical band geek. She had gained braces, freckles and glasses in addition to a small potbelly. She stood awkwardly with some other freshmen, but seemed to be having fun in many of the practice photos.
Flipping through was taking more time than he thought it would. He considered making a wish to have a notebook that updated with who had become who each day, but he couldn't do anything like that with Samantha in the room.
Seeing a picture of Zelda as Mrs. Getherd reminded Jon that some people he knew had changed much more than others. The rock had informed him earlier that his wish could be reinterpreted in different ways each day, so there was a possibility some people could be in a family for days before a swap, or never end up swapped again. While Zelda seemed happy with her current life Jon couldn't help thinking of how her essentially forced her to be a middle aged woman constantly pumping out kids. What would Zelda think if she knew this had happened to her?
Speaking of Zoe's former friends Jon could not seem to find Athena anywhere. There was a Lucy DeVries, though she appeared to have naturally black hair and was an athletic girl with a nice tan. Lucy apparently did well in the running clubs and track team.
Jon even found Athena's mother, Gillian. Her former daughter would be proud to see her mother in her new life as a goth bombshell. A candid shot had a bored looking Gillian in a tattered band t-shirt over a mesh undershirt. She wore boots laced up to mid-calf. Leaning over revealed plenty of her generous cleavage, but her whole look screamed "fuck off."
With a name like Athena Jon thought it would be easy to find her, but it was impossible. It was like she didn't exist. He'd have to rely on the rock later to see where she was, and if more people than he thought had been affected.
In a trailer park in a bad part of town Athena Drucker reached for another beer and popped the cap off on the old and worn table in front of her. She guzzled it down while ignoring the snoring from her husband. She'd felt randy when she got home, and Cletus had been happy to fuck her most of the day while the kids watched cartoons. They knew not to bother mom and dad when the trailer was rocking.
"Damn, running low again." Athena complained as she saw her beer was nearly gone. She didn't feel like putting clothes on and going out again, so these would have to do for the night. She let out a mighty burp as she scratched her massive gut, causing Cletus to wake up.
"Hand me a beer." He said lazily as he sat up.
"We're out. Go get some more." Athena told him, quickly hiding the last few bottles.
"You go get them woman." Cletus demanded.
"How bout I let you fuck me again, and you go get us more?" Athena stood up and posed for her man. She knew he couldn't say no to her fat tits and ass. He was already getting a chubby as she played with her wet slit and put on a little show for him. Within minutes her gut was shaking as she was bent over the bed, Cletus's dick slamming into her ass and causing it to ripple.
