While Jon unsteadily stepped out of the storage closet, focusing on not taking a tumble in her heels, back at the McMillan Mansion, one woman was screaming while a younger looking girl touched her own body in amazement. If anyone had been spying in on the McMillan family home, they surely would have been confused to find what appeared to be Linda Gibson struggling to fit into Sarah McMillan's clothes and screaming her head off, while what looked like Sarah was swimming in Linda's outfit and looking at her own body like she'd never seen it before.
However, that was because the girl who looked like Sarah McMillan was in fact Linda Gibson, who had just undergone an incredible transformation into her boss's daughter over the last ten minutes while the real Sarah had undergone the reverse. Linda felt incredible, her new body tingled either from the renewed youth or just the intensity of the transformation. The plain, conservative black cotton blouse she'd worn that morning now absolutely swamped her smaller frame, except for around the bust, and her ankle length plain tan skirt had fallen to the ground at some point in the confusion. She took a deep breath with her new lungs; Linda had never been anywhere near as athletic as Sarah even when she was that age, and she could feel the power contained in her new muscles. Despite the fact that she was shorter and lighter, she also felt stronger.
"Oh would you stop screaming," Linda demanded, finally turning her eyes over to Sarah in her old body. Linda had been a heavy woman, tending to hover around 250 pounds no matter what diet she tried, and her old body looked ridiculous standing there in Sarah's casual clothes. The pink tanktop had pulled up over Sarah's growing stomach, leaving her new severe muffin top bare. Linda's old body was both 6 inches taller than Sarah's 5'3, and much chunkier. I was lucky that Sarah had been wearing sweats, but even so, the elastic was struggling to hold her greatly expanded waist and constricting terribly against her new tree trunk like legs.
Sarah rounded on Linda, a bizarrely furious expression on Linda's old normally meek face, "You did this to us! You body stealing, bitch!"
Linda, for once in her life, wasn't scared of a McMillan and actually had to resist the urge to laugh at Sarah's appearance. Still, while she could probably easily take her old body in a fight, she wanted to avoid it if possible. "I didn't do this; I wouldn't even know how to do this," Linda explained using Sarah's sugary sweet voice.
"Then what the hell did," Sarah demanded, stomping her foot in an unknowing imitation of her mother's similar gesture of anger. "I can't look like this" she said gesturing to her Lindafied body with obvious disgust, "Mom and I are supposed to go to Edo tonight, and I promised my followers I'd snap a pic for Insta!" Sarah wasn't a big star on instagram by any means, but she did easily have the biggest following of any of her classmates at Lakeview Academy, in a sort of big fish small pond situation.
Linda was gobsmacked at that being the thing in particular Sarah was fixating on, popularity really does mean everything to her, doesn't it? She also let the insult to her old body roll off her back, considering she wasn't the one who looked like that any more. Indeed, plans were swiftly forming in Linda's mind; the way she saw it, she'd just experienced a cosmic rebalancing of the scales. After years of struggling while people like the McMillans had everything, someone up above must have decided she deserved a break.
"Well I-" Linda began, before Sarah slapped her hands to her cheeks in shock and interrupted her.
"Ohmygosh, is this because of my wish?"
"What wish?" Linda asked, her newly plucked brow furrowing.
Sarah gestured wildly with her hands, "I wished you and your stupid son would understand how much work it is being one of the important people, but I didn't mean it like this!"
Linda resisted the urge to comment either on Sarah's severe lack of perspective, or the delicious irony that it was somehow the girl's own spoiled wish that had landed her in this situation, instead keeping her new adorable features neutral. Linda had more or less already decided not to look a gift horse in the mouth and was ready to gleefully slip into being Sarah McMillan, but she didn't want to tip the original off to that right away. She wanted some time to settle in and mine the original for information so she could be secure. There'd be downsides of course; she'd miss her old relationships, particularly her family, and she wasn't relishing being related to her hated boss, but the upsides of being Sarah, health, wealth, youth, beauty and power, far outweighed them.
"I wish to change back. I wish to change back!" Sarah squawked repeatedly, making Linda wonder if her old voice had always sounded so screechy or if that was down to Sarah's histrionics.
"I don't think that's working," Linda said sweetly; she wanted to calm Sarah down and keep her on her side as long as possible. "I'll probably have to be you for awhile to really learn my lesson about all the hard work you do."
Any intrinsic sarcasm in the statement was lost on Sarah, who was still fuming, "then what am I supposed to do while you're being me?"
Linda smiled, flashing her new straight white teeth (The cavities and brown coffee stains she'd once possessed now residing in Sarah's mouth). "Well, you'll have to be me."
