The girl, a preppy looking girl in white tights, a blue dress with a band across the middle and a headband with a bow on top of curly black hair, vanished instantly with the press of a button, replaced with a makeup less flat haired girl, in a tank top and jeans, with a hoodie on top. She was no longer clicking in flats but wearing tennis shoes. As she walked past a few girly girls like her former self she moved to avoid them, giving them a glare as they giggled.
"Interesting. It doesn't invert bodies but clothes and personality as well." He thought. "But what effect is causing this? Gender identity? Some sort of social clique changes? Ill have to test more."
He looked at her and wondered whether he should hit her again with it, or leave her for observation and find a new subject.
