Jon was so awash in the grandeur of the dinner, he failed to notice his silent shoes sat and ever so slowly slid higher on his legs, by the end of the meal, Jon had lost an inch of height and few pounds of muscle, while the shoes heel had grown an inch or so, so that Jon never noticed. His hair also grew ever so slightly, as did his nails, and lashes, but only just so much, the littlest bit, and even Jon didn't notice that he not only was talking like a girl, he was also starting to, on the right word at the right time, sound like one too. Sarah's sexy shoes knew to take their time.
At the same time, only 3 miles away at a dinner at TGI Fridays Sarah, who was in the middle of becoming very annoyed with a dower and quite frankly offensive younger sister (she forgot her little vacation would include having a goth for a sister, which Sarah, an only child was not used to) was also feeling a sudden surge of power, as she grew ever so slightly stronger, ever so slightly stockier, ever so slightly more masculine, though you could not notice through the pink sweatshirt she wore. The sudden hormonal blast of not just testosterone, but teenaged male testosterone, made Sarah extra testy, and Zoe sensed that and was getting on her every last nerve, ruining her nice vacation dinner with a normal family, being a normal girl, not being noticed, not being fawned over, not being the most important girl in the world, She was supposed to be relaxing!
Sarah came home fuming. She had assumed that having a sister would be nice, that maybe they could braid each others hair...she had read about that, but Zoe was...not a jerk...she was a sister of a different kind, the bad sort, and what a freak too! She had to be dealt with, but how? Suddenly her phone buzzed, it was Karyn, sending a sexy text. Followed by a not unwelcome, but shocking photo of a new and improved Karyn in half of her cheer outfit. There was something in Sarah that couldn't help but stare at her, Sarah wasn't just impressed, she was...hungry in a way, but also a bit shocked. Clearly Karyn wanted a bit more than Sarah wanted to offer, but knowing her old self, she was fairly certain Karyn was going to do what needed to be done to get it...and there was a not a small part of Sarah that didn't mind. No, Karyn was out of control, this whole thing was getting out of control. This isn't what she wanted, she wanted a quite get away in a nobodies life, not a lesbian holiday with a gothic chick playing DJ through the walls.
Sarah's phone buzzed again, but she didn't look at the phone, rather at the sock of Karyn's she had stolen and cursed, it had a direct link to Karyn, she could puppet her, she could control her thoughts, she could....She grabbed the sock, stopped in Zoe's room for an armload of fishnets, black t shirts and spiked collars, threw them all in the washer, and finally the Karyn Sock. She then picked her finger into the mess and said "Bleed" as the blood and water washed together over the mess of black clothing and the one Karyn sock. Sarah suddenly felt heavy, weighted, and powerful, but also exhausted, and she fell asleep in the couch in the next room, to be awaken by the beeping of the washer, and other changes.
