"What did you do to her? Change her back you perverted freak!" Greg said, stepping back before almost immediately bumping into Michael Katie behind him.
"Oooh, why the hookers would I ever want to be changed back into that drab old prude, I mean bluh blah so gross. This look, is much better for me. And I think it'll be better for you too girlfriend!" The heather Katie said.
"Wha- NO!" Greg didn't get a chance to flee. The Katie behind him stuck a pair of changed gym shorts, now pink and green over his head. As hard as he tried to resist, the fabric spread out like cocoon silk and eloped him, quickly silencing his muffles into moans.
When the cocoon shed, out popped a sport new Katie, wearing a green-pink tank top and gym shorts, with fashionable sneakers and leg warmers and even perky bracelets. She looked like she was ready to do a cheer or run laps, positively beaming with energy and yet still the vain pompous Katie inside now like the rest. "Let's totes get a move on, I don't feel right being lazy up in here girls!" All of the Katie's smirked, and got rolling out.
