Jessica doesn't change... or did she?

Out of the cocoon came a young brunette female that looked just like John's sister! Wait. That was her sister, nothing's changed. She wore the same elegant petal dress that John had, but otherwise looked the same as before. John breathed a sigh of relief. Jessica looked up, groggily. "John? What happened?"

"It's a long story..." he started, but paused for a moment. Something was odd to John. "How did you know it was me?"

"Of course I'd be able to recognize my own twin brother... hmm... sister..." Jessica said, taking a closer look at the girl in front of her. "Strange. You were my brother yesterday, weren't you? That's not normal."

"I ran into a talking plant today," John started.

"I don't think that's normal either."

"It ate me."

"Yeah, that doesn't sound normal. So you became a girl after that?" Jessica asked casually.

"You're taking this awfully well, sis," John pointed out.

"Yeah, I don't know. I just feel really... serene right now..." she replied as she lay back on her bed.

"Anyways, I got a date with Brendt for the prom tonight, only he thinks I'm you..." John continued, more cautiously.

"John! How could you? I'm going out with Dean! What if he finds out?" Jessica complained.

"Please, Jess? You know how much I wanted to go to prom? This is like my only chance!" John begged.

"Well we're not wearing the same outfit! You gotta find something else," Jessica said.

"Why not? He thinks I'm you... in case he does run into you, he won't have any questions about why you changed outfits," John pointed out. Jessica nodded, seeing the logic behind this. John looked to his dress, which was torn on his way into the house, "Only... mine is damaged." He lifted the skirt to reveal the tear.

"I can fix that, just need mom's sewing kit," Jessica noted.

"In the meanwhile, I need a shower... I lost my wallet in the plant and had to walk home..."

John took off the dress for her sister to repair. Jessica took off hers as well and went to put on normal clothes when she paused near her twin. "Were my breasts always that big?" she wondered, admiring the pair on her sister.

"I guess I got some enhancements," John giggled, then looked at her sister's set. "Say, yours do look bigger now..."

The two compared their breasts. They were comparable sizes, large and bouncy. They held each other's as they hopped in the air, giggling.

"Jessica, you OK?" called out their mother from the main floor.

"Fine, mom!" Jessica called back. She turned to John and spoke lower, "You better take your shower, Dean's picking me up at eight."

"Brendt's picking me up at 8!" The two furrowed their brows over the dilemma.

"We'll figure something out," Jessica said.