The door swung open to reveal a a decently sized square room with muted blue walls and two windows along the left hand wall. A long two by ten modular storage unit running along the wall underneath. In each cubby of the unit were an assortment of fabric boxes, wire baskets, and clear plastic tubs, all of which had different labels on the wood reading things such as Stuffies, action figures, or Costumes. On the far wall was a large wooden storage box pained to look like a treasure chest, a chest of drawers, and a free standing wardrobe. A sturdy looking loft bed sat on the right hand wall. The desk on the bottom was stocked with boxes of coloured pencils and crayons, while the bed on the top had a duvet cover emblazoned with brightly coloured cartoon animals. Finally on the floor in the centre was a dark blue beanbag and one of those rugs printed with roads and houses. This was clearly a child’s room.
“What the hell!” Susan scoffed as she stepped into the room and took another look around, “Well this is beyond rediculous. I’ve half a mind…” she was interrupted by a beeping from the far side of the room. She looked for the source and spotted a folded pile of clothes on top of the chest of drawers, and there was a pale blue light blinking slowly on top of that. Behind her, the door swung closed with a gentle click, and she spun back round. Grabbing the handle she tried to open it again to no avail, it was most definitely locked.
“You have got to be kidding me!” She hissed as she rattled the handle again and again. The beeping from the chest of draws began again, much quicker this time, and with a sigh she dropped her hands from the door handle and stomped across the room. Sitting atop the pile of clothes was what looked like a child’s wrist watch. The strap was a red and made from a soft rubbery plastic material attached to a circular timepiece. The face was a cartoon clown whose arms were moving in around as the hands of the watch. On the side of the watch was a small blinking blue LED. Susan picked it up gingerly, pinching the end of the strap between her thumb and forefinger.
“And just what is this supposed to be?” She muttered. The little light began to flash faster and faster, then suddenly a blue box was projected in the air to the side of the watch. Words began to appear in the box as if typed by some invisible hand.
WEAR ME
“Not on your life!” Susan scoffed again “as if I’d ARGH” she was stopped in her tracks by a quick flash of pain behind her eyes, like a split second migraine. The watch beeped and the text in the box changed a little
WEAR ME 1/3
“I said No!” Susan threw the watch back onto the pile of clothes then yelped again as a second stab of pain flashed behind her eyes. Another beep and the text, still hovering in the air above the watch, flashed and changed again the colour almost taking on a reddish hue
WEAR ME 2/3
“This isn’t what I signed up for!” Susan said loudly to the room, “if I could just - Fuck!” A third flash of pain, slightly stronger than the last two caused her to press the heel of her palm against her eye. The text in the air was now completly red.
WEAR ME 3/3
CORRECTIVE MEASURES IMMINENT
“Ok, ok!” Susan held her hands up in supplication, “I’ll put on the stupid watch!” She picked the timepiece up and wrapped the strap around her wrist. As soon as she closed the clasp, the text box returned to its cool blue colour, then expanded a little as new text appeared.
IDENTITY CONFIRMED
NAME: SIMON JEFFERSON
GENDER: MALE
AGE : 5 YEARS OLD
FAMILY ROLE : YOUNGEST CHILD
To avoid further nudges or corrective measures, it is advisable to act within the parameters of this given role - WLV Management
“FIVE!?!” Susan’s voice was shrill now “I am NOT being a five year old boy! You can give me as many headaches as you want, I won’t accept this humiliation!” She ranted to the ceiling, not knowing where else to look. Suddenly there was a chiming sound from the watch and the text changed again.
NEW TASK
WEAR APPROPRIATE CLOTHING -PROVIDED
Susan looked at the neatly folded pile sitting on the chest of drawers.
“Not…a…chance!” She said slowly and deliberately. Once again there was a split second of pain that made her wince hard
WEAR APPROPRIATE CLOTHING -PROVIDED
1/3
“Do your worst” she folded her arms and closed her eyes. The pain intensified.
WEAR APPROPRIATE CLOTHING -PROVIDED
2/3
Susan turned her back to the clothing and gritted her teeth as the pain returned again.
WEAR APPROPRIATE CLOTHING -PROVIDED
3/3 - CORRECTIVE MEASURES IMMINENT
Susan held her ground, one eye closed and her breathing was a little heavier. She watched as the text changed to a count down
5
She furrowed her brow in defiance
4
The heat began to build behind her eyes again
3
She could feel a nervous sweat coating her body now
2
“OK FINE!” She yelled “I’ll put the stupid clothes on!” She sighed as the countdown froze. She reluctantly picked up the pile of clothes and unfolded them to discover a blue and white striped t-shirt, denim short dungarees, a pair of white socks, and a some dark blue Y-Fronts with red space rockets printed on them.
“I can’t believe I’m about to do this” she muttered as she began to peel off her expensive adult clothes. First she kicked of her red-soled heels, then pulled the thin cable knit sweater over her head. She shimmied out of her designer jeans and stood there for a moment in her matching set of black silk panties and bra. She hesitated for a moment until a single beep from the watch on her wrist made her jump.
“Ok,ok” she hissed through gritted teeth as she unclasped her bra and let it fall from her shoulders onto the floor. Finally she slipped her panties down her legs and kicked them to the side to join the rest of her belongings. She was about to reach for the clothes when the watch beeped again and a single message flashed in the air.
PLEASE ENSURE ALL JEWELLERY IS REMOVED
And moments later the matching pearl earrings and necklace were dropped into the pile of Susans former clothing. She shivered for a moment as she stood naked in what was now her new bedroom, with half a mind to just put her old clothes back on. As if reading her mind, there was the mildest tingle behind her eyes, which was enough for her to pick up her new outfit.
“Well I hope you’re happy!” She growled at the ceiling as she picked up the Y-Fronts and pulled them up, settling the waistband in her hips. They were the more size to fit her adult body. Next on was the blue and white striped t-shirt, followed by the denim dungarees, the leg stopping about mid-thigh. She sat on the floor to pull the socks onto her feet, and it was then she spotted a pair of white trainers with some blue accents sat on the floor next to the drawers. She rolled her eyes and grabbed them, stuffing her feet inside and pulling the velcro straps tight. Her watch beeped again
PLACE ORIGINAL BELONGINGS IN BAG PROVIDED FOR SAFE KEEPING
She got to her feet and spotted a small cloth tote bag sitting on the chest drawers, which she slipped her old clothing in. Once the last item was placed inside a small door slid open in the wall, and Susan placed the bag inside. The door slid shut again, leaving no evidence of existence behind.
TASK COMPLETED
Hovered in the air as the watch beeped twice. A sensation swept through Susan’s body, making feel os though she’d just taken a nice big breath of fresh air. A brief smile curled on her lips, before dropping again.
“Well now what?” She asked the air.
