"Mom better, everything better," Jon thought, and something seemed to build inside him, which he forced outward.
He opened his eyes and saw that his mother's eyelids were fluttering open.
"Oh, thank God," said his father, starting to gently help his wife back to her feet.
"Thank Jon," insisted Mikey.
"I just need a moment..." said Jon's mother, as her father went to the sink to get a glass of water, but she trailed off because she realized she was transforming.
Her chin-length hair grew quickly, tumbling down until it fell to her ass. Her breasts swelled noticeably beneath her blouse, which shrunk to become a black leather corset-style top, making her chest look even bigger, as her blazer shrank to become a tiny bolero jacket and her knee-length skirt's hem moved well upward to micro-length. She was forced further up on tiptoe as her conservative pumps turned into stripper-style platform shoes, and thick and slutty makeup appeared on her face as an excess of jewelry appeared.
As Jon's father turned around, it appeared that his entire body was swelling with muscle beneath his suit, which changed size to contour to his new body as it went from gray with a blue tie to a black pinstripe with a solid red tie. It appeared that his face had been tweaked to make him look younger and more handsome.
Mikey wasn't left out, with his button-up shirt becoming a heavy-metal T-shirt with ripped sleeves, revealing newly tanned skin with faint stirrings of muscle, the best a pre-teen would be able to hope for, and his face altering to nearly match his father's.
Zoe's breasts grew just as her mother's had, her hair receding into her scalp except for a swath down the middle that became a purple Mohawk. Her clothes became a tight black vinyl tube top, a matching skirt even shorter than her mother's, purple fishnet stockings with a few strategic rips, and knee-high boots with sky-high heels and silver buckles. Her skin lightened to porcelain, as a few tattoos appeared, along with piercings and other jewelry -- the tube top straining against her breasts made it obvious that her nipples now had metal barbells through them, for example.
The changes didn't end with the transformations of Jon's family. Most of the contents of the kitchen were upgraded, with the appliances new stainless-steel models, the cabinets newly upgraded, the floor now some kind of fancy tile, even the dishes and glassware were different.
Zoe looked behind her. "All the stuff in the family room changed, too. This is fucking awesome!"
"Watch your fucking mouth, young lady," snapped her father, and then his eyes widened. "I didn't fucking mean --"
The strange men had not been altered. Number one said, "Ah, this is fascinating. It appears that he can mentally will transformations to happen, but they will have somewhat of an 'evil' cast to them, for lack of a better term."
The second one nodded. "Perhaps, although certainly the fact that he is a teenage male played a part in some of the results." He nodded in the general direction of Jon's mother, who now looked like nothing so much as a MILF porn star.
"He can fucking change us back, right?" asked Jon's mother. "Fuck, I mean, I can't -- I'm a fucking Realtor, I can't show houses if I'm dressed like this and fucking swearing every sentence."
"I'm sorry, we can't allow that," said the first man.
"What the fuck?!" exclaimed both of Jon's parents simultaneously.
"I'm a fucking lawyer," his father said. "The suit's okay, but if I'm talking to a fucking client --"
The man explained, "We can't allow your son to use his powers again until they stabilize and he has learned to fully control them. Perhaps after his first year at the Institute --"
"A fucking year?" Jon's mother interrupted. "Look at Zoe -- she can't go to school like that, and with all those fucking tattoos --"
"Fuck you, I look fucking awesome!" Zoe spat.
"I'm still your fucking mother!"
The second man raised his voice. "I assure you, we can solve this. There is a reason the two of us are the ones to bring the students to the school. We have powers ourselves."
Mikey spoke up. "What the fuck are they?" He giggled a bit -- he hadn't meant to say the "F" word, but it had come out anyway, which he realized must have been happening to his parents and sister. Well, maybe his sister did mean to say it.
