"Exposure to the orange rays of the sun turns people sexy," explained the reporter, who was safe inside a studio. "Our reporters have confirmed this through ... firsthand experience."
A blond reporter with a microphone appeared on the screen beneath the words "Earlier This Morning". She pointed up at the orange sun with her free hand. Her skin appeared to be peachy color, but that was because of the unusual light. Her fingers and then her hand and rest of her arm suddenly became a golden tan, along with the rest of her skin, and her fingernails grew to an inch and turned red. The woman stared at her tanned skin in shock, when her face began to change.
Her eyebrows thinned, her nose became dainty, her eyelashes lengthened, her cheek bones became more prominent, her lips puffed up into a kissable pout, and what wrinkles she had on her face vanished, giving her a younger appearance. Actually, it looked like she had gotten younger; before she had looked about 30, now she looked about 25. As soon as her face was done changing, the shock disappeared from her eyes and they gained a sparkle of lust and want.
She reached up to her hair and pulled her hair out of its ponytail, letting her blonde locks fall to her shoulders. As soon as the hair touched her shoulders, it started to lengthen till it reached the top of her rear and became silky smooth. The woman smiled as she ran her manicured fingers through the strands when she suddenly gained 4 inches in height as her legs became long and hairless. Her hips widened, rear inflated and thighs thickened. Her breasts, which appeared to be a small B cup, seemed to swell a cup size with each breath she took. When they reached a moderate C cup, the buttons on her blouse were beginning to strain, when they reached a small D cup the first four buttons popped off and exposed her cleavage; and a bit of the black lacy bra that she now wore instead of the white cotton one she had on before.
The reporter then began putting her body into sexual poses as her clothing morphed around her body. Soon, she was wearing an off the shoulder, low neckline, high hemline, short sleeve, and skin tight shirt that hugged her curves, exposed a good 2 inches above her belly button and pushed on her breasts, making them look bigger. Her bra could be seen outlined in the spandex material. On her legs, in place of the black dress pants she had been wearing, was a pair of skin tight, low rider faded blue jeans that were low enough to expose the top of a black thong nestled in her but crack. Her leather shoes then became black heels with three-inch stacks.
On her face was red lipstick, black eyeliner, blue eye shadow and a pair of gold hoops dangled from her ears.
Her blue eyes looked down at the microphone in her hand, then up at the camera. Her lips stretched out into a seductive smile, and she raised the microphone to her mouth. "This is Candy saying, any boys looking for a meal, come and get it." she said in a seductive voice. The microphone then turned into a stylish red purse, she blew a kiss at the camera and walked away, swaying her hips in a sexy manner, to a red convertible that hadn't been there before and drove off.
"What are we going to do?" asked Jon's father Mark. "We can't hide in here forever. We need food, among other things. There's enough in the refrigerator to last us ..." Mark looked at his wife questioningly.
"One day," stated Linda. "I was supposed to go shopping today! But if I leave, I'll ... change ..."
Jon ran up the stairs back to his bedroom. If the stone somehow changed the world, maybe it can change it back! he thought.
