Sarah raced down the street in her new body, ignoring the strange feelings that it was giving her, she was somewhere between shock and despair as she refused to acknowledge what had happened, somehow that bitch Jon and Karyn had managed to take her beautiful and bountiful body and give her his freakish old one. She was humiliated to say the least, and to add insult to injury, no one seemed to mind or care!
She stopped by people she knew, the Orr family, her neighbours, her friends on the cheerleading squad, none of them recognized anything out of place on Sarah except she was "wearing girl clothes" for a change, instead of her supposedly regular "boy ones". Sarah realized that the clothes traits were swapped along with her freakish body and now everyone expected her to dress like Jon did. Not even her boyfriend of 8 years, Biff, recognized her and he used to be closer to her then anyone, even her parents.
Sarah finally rounded the corner to her house, worn out from all the running and the constant bouncing of her new (Smaller!) breasts was really annoying her! She was absolutely terrified of what her parents may think of her now, a freakish mutant. Sarah was convinced that if there was anyone in the world who would see something wrong and be able to help her, it would be her parents. Sarah bolted up the footpath to her house's front door and stopped. She was about to reach for the knob when she realized saw the doggy reminder of her new body in front of her eyes reaching for the knob.
Sarah burst into tears on the doorstep; she was so upset that she was practically inconsolable. She couldn't even get into the front door of her own house! She sat on the front porch crying when she head the knob turn on the door, looking up, she saw the door open to reveal her mother.
"Mum!' Sarah cried in joy as her mother opened the door for her, Sarah tried to leap into her mothers arms; Sarah's mother awkwardly caught her daughter in a midair jump, hugging her closely.
Sarah wished she could wrap her arms around her mum again but she couldn't, her new limbs wouldn't move that way, "Oh mum, it's horrible, I'm a freak!" Sarah cried.
Sarah's mother held Sarah close to her, "There there, what's wrong baby?" the mother cooed to her daughter, "Was someone teasing you today?" she asked.
Sarah looked up her mother in shock, "Mum, you don't see what's wrong?" she asked between sobs.
Sarah's' mother regarded her daughter, "No darling, you're the same as always, my beautiful baby girl", she said, "Why, were people teasing you about what you're wearing?"
"Mum?" Sarah asked, she couldn't believe her ears, her mother didn't even see what's wrong, "I have dog legs and a strange body!" Sarah said
Sarah's mother replied, "But you've always been that way my dear, ever since you were born. Natures little gift we called you because you were so unique. And look what you did, you became captain of the cheerleading squad and have a boyfriend that hangs on your every word! What could possibly be wrong?"
Sarah jumped down from her mother's arms and started bawling her eyes out again, racing up to her room she ran into her bedroom and, with a bit of effort managed to throw the door shut behind her.
Sarah's mum was confused, she just looked in the direction that her daughter had run, confused out of her mind.
Sarah's father peered through the dining room door towards the front of the house, looking at the confused woman standing there, "What's gotten into Sarah?" he asked.
Sarah's mother shrugged, "PMS?"
Sarah with some effort managed to climb up on her bed and lay down, sobbing into her new forelegs. Her own mother didn't recognize what was wrong with her, everyone thought she was supposed to look like this freak, Jon was right. Her mind reeled with the possibility that he could have always done this too her and this was her tipping point. This morning she was a regular beautiful woman and now this noon she was a freak of nature that no one would love.
After some time, Sarah managed to calm herself down; she tried to look at things rationally. It wasn't permanent after all, Jon said he'd change her back "in a little while" but the worst part of it was what Jon could be doing to her body while he had it. He could be shooting up drugs, or selling her body for money until he gave it back. She didn't want to catch some disease from a stranger, especially if she wasn't even going to get any joy out of it beforehand.
Sarah got up and decided to try and explore her own room a bit; it was almost foreign to her now. She looked around and saw most of her knick knacks were still the same as even but when she managed to open the cupboard, she found that all her clothes were the same as ever, except that the bras were now smaller and most of her panties and bras were darker colours, almost like something a Goth would wear. The damnest thing was, all her shoes were still there too, and her socks.
Sarah looked down at her body again; she saw the same old pink sweatsuit she wore that morning.
A knock at the door snapped Sarah out of her thoughts and back to the reality at hand, her head snapped up and looked in the direction of the door, she turned around and looked at the door as it opened a crack.
"Sarah, can I come in?" the voice behind the door asked, the door parted and revealed her boyfriend Biff.
Biff came in and sat down on Sarah's bed, while she was on the floor, he looked at her with concern, "Hey babe, are you alright?" he asked, with a hint of concern in his voice.
Sarah leapt into his arms, he returned the hug fiercely, Sarah felt better as he did so. After a few moments, he let Sarah go and laid her down over his lap, letting her rest her legs over either side of his lap while her head rests against his thigh.
"Oh god Biff, it's terrible", Sarah whimpered, realizing that Biff didn't recognize anything out of the order either, "Jon did something really nasty to me today and I can't do anything about it. I'm completely powerless"
Biff stroked his girlfriend's long blonde hair gently, as if trying to reassure her, "What did he do? Shall I kill him for you?"
Sarah actually chuckled at the comment, she remembered it from a show she was quite fond of on Comedy Central, "No, that's ok, there's not much you can do anyway", she said.
Biff replied softly, "I'm sure there's something we can work out"
