Brandon's eyes were still stuck on his legs, shocked that he could see his socks continuing their growth, even going underneath his shorts as when they reached his hips, they merged together to form a pair of pantyhose. His legs finished off as well with his thighs becoming curvier and thicker. His age was now fifteen and his height reached 4'8" tall.
Seeing what was going on was enough to cause Brandon enough shock to jump up. "I can't take this anymore. Someone help me! Mommy! Daddy!" he shouts as he takes off out of Jon's room.
"Brandon don't run." Jon says as he chases after him. One thing he noticed before Brandon ran off was that the name on the jacket, the same one that Brandon still had with him, had shifted to where it now read Brandony. "He's turning into a cheerleader just like Karyn did, I know that much, but what squad is he going to end up being a part of if I don't find a way to stop this?" he asks himself.
When he had caught up to Brandony in the living room, he could tell that he seemed to be able to move in these high heeled boots fine enough not to fall over, but certainly not having the expertise of having worn them for most of his life like most women. But one thing that certainly troubled Jon was seeing how the ass and hips of his cousin was starting to expand, just as his shorts were turning white and the leggings were starting to merge together.
As Brandony made his way out the front door is when Jon had caught up with him and once they stepped outside, a bright flash went off, temporarily blinding the two of them and when they were able to see once more, they could tell they weren't in Jon's front yard.
