"Huh... Where did the other girl go?" Jon wondered as he stood in line to check out. "She must have wandered off while I was pretending to look at the DVDs... O well it's probably better to try this one girl rather than two." Jon focused in on the college age girl running the cash register. "Now what do I want?" He thought as his eyes studied her upper body. The girl running the register had a slim build and a somewhat geeky aesthetic. "It would be nice to have smaller breasts, but..." Jon's eyes fixated on her alabaster complexion. "Her complexion is outstanding."
"Next!" The girl cheerfully announced after finishing up with the old man who had been ahead of Jon in line. Jon stepped forward and placed his things on the counter. "Did you find everything alright?" She asked smiling at Jon.
"Yup I found everything I needed." Jon flashed a warm smile right back at her. "Damn she has perfect teeth, but we want her complexion... Damn it FOCUS!" Jon momentarily pulled himself away from his thoughts. "You guys have a really good selection here. Do you get a lot of stuff from the local students?"
"O absolutely! The college students here are so generous..." As the girl began to ramble on about all of the stuff they get from the local college students Jon remained focused on her complexion as she rang up his items. "That will be $26.15." She said sliding Jon's items into a plastic bag. Jon quickly fished the cash out of his pocket and handed her two $20 bills. "Crap... I need quarters." The girl turned and looked at a door to an office that was behind cash registers. "Hey Fatima? Can I get a roll of quarters." The girl turned her attention back to Jon. "Sorry about that. Anyways, one time we got an entire set of track uniforms from state's track team....."
The chatty cashier continued her story, but Jon was now fixated on Fatima who had momentarily popped her head out of the office door. "Crap. What do I take?!?!?" Jon began to panic as the petite middle eastern girl disappeared back into the office. "Eyes? Lips? Eyebrows? Crap I wish she wasn't wearing a hijab, I could just shoot for her hair..." Fatima reappeared from the office with a roll of quarters for the cashier. "Eyebrows!" Jon told himself trying to target something simple.
"Thanks Fatima!" The cashier said cracking the quarters into the register. "And here is your 85 cents." She said handing Jon the rest of his change. "Have a nice day!"
"You too!" Jon said as he headed out of the store.
Walking out of the store, Jon took a moment to glance at his reflection in the storefront window. "HEY!" Jon patted his now pale cheeks. "It worked!" He held his pale arm out to take a look at his new skin. "Wow, I really have nice skin. I almost want to go back in there and thank her." Jon began to grin at his good fortune. "Okay so now what?" Jon looked over towards the road. "I guess I could see what else is around here." Jon started off across the parking lot. "It looks like I can control the change. So I've got that going for me, which is nice..." Jon chuckled at himself as he walked between a pair of parked cars.
As Jon finished crossing the parking lot he began feel like he was forgetting something. "Shit the middle eastern girl." Jon hurried back over to a parked car and looked in the side mirror. "Those don't look any different." Jon mumbled looking at his eyebrows. "What cha?..." Jon froze at the sight of his new plump lips. "Fuck." He blurted out. Taking a moment to compose himself he leaned back in to look at his face in the mirror. His new plump lips and his striking blue eyes didn't look that out of place on his very much androgenous face. "Okay so maybe I don't have complete control of things..." Jon let out a sigh. "BUT, I can still make the best of this fiasco." Jon walked back onto the sidewalk and began to peer around for his next stop.
