"Ew, get away from me, you jerk," Sarah said, her disgust apparent as she shoved Tiffany away. Tiffany was flabbergasted; sure Sarah could be a bitch sometime, but now she was acting like Tiffany was an entirely different person. She tried to say something to find out what was going on, but Sarah was already gone, lost in the crowd.
Confused and a little hurt, Tiffany looked around the party. As she did, she started to get a little taller, while between her legs her vagina began to alter into something else. But Tiffany paid these changes no mind, focusing entirely on finding someone who could explain to her why she wasn't invited.
Finally she spotted Jon, who she didn't quite recognize by either his former self or by the person he was becoming. Jon was back among the crowd, standing next to Ellen and chatting up some guys from the lacrosse team. Jon's breasts were in the F cup range by now, and still hadn't filled out the bra beneath his shirt.
For some reason, Tiffany felt compelled to walk over to the strange girl (it was a girl, right?), though if she was honest with herself she had no idea why she was walking over to them.
