Leonard walked down the street, enjoying the exhilaration he felt over his act of defiance. His skin was now quite tan, his features taking on many of the latino (soon to be latina) features of his parents. His growing hair began to take on a choppy look, and his body was swiftly taking on svelte, though still a bit fleshy, proportions.
Leonard now had every intention to go to the concert tonight. After all, he had always been a fan of Death Pew. While not Goth himself, Leonard did enjoy goth rock quite a bit, and Death Pew was by far the best local band of that genre.
But the concert was a long ways away, and he had the entire day to waste, now that he'd skip school. Leonard weighed his options, before an idea crossed the changing boy's mind. His face broke out in a grin, and he changed course, now with a definitive destination in mind.
Susan walked down the street, humming a few lines to one of her band's songs, walking in the vague direction of the Spiked Pit but really looking for something fun to do along the way.
Susan's body had changed since her encounter with the now rebellious Leonard. Her body had shrank, both in height in proportions, her curves growing smaller but perkier. Her pale skin also had developed some yellow undertones, and under her hood her eyes had developed epicanthic folds. Her black lips had remained pouty, but had shifted from a cupid's bow to a rounder, almost circular shape.
Finally, Susan spotted a beleaguered looking man in a business suit and a bow tie, walking out of a coffee shop with a laptop in hand. Something about how the man just seemed to beg some mischief.
Susan grinned wickedly, making her way towards the unsuspecting man.
