Mature Woman ---> Weaboo Girl

I look through the Prompt. I definitely can't change the one thing in here that still says 'Mom,' if I'm going to salvage this. I've got to think carefully about this. I think about it, Mom's always gone out of her way to present as a serious and 'Mature Woman,' like she's trying to make herself some kind of archetype, and check all the boxes one might expect a 'Mature Woman' to check, like chastising me about fantasizing about all those 'Weaboo Girls' in cartoons, which, well: First - I wasn't watching those for that reason, and Second! It's called Ani--- Wait. Shit.

The camera's changing.

The view I'm presented shifts angles as Mom's dress turns black and seems to get caught beneath her legs as she kneels. It then proceeds to expand along her torso until her breasts and shoulders are fully covered, with the cuffs binding themselves with simple white stripes in a manner that reminds me vaguely of a school uniform. The dress then sprouts a neatly collar (with the same stripes) that folds itself up and over her dog-collar.. which is still there beneath, judging from the heart-shaped tag dangling beneath her neck.

Mom's hairband turns red and fluffier, and her entire body seems to age back until she doesn't look visibly that older than me. In fact, she could probably pass as a freshman at my college if she really wanted to... although Paidshow is clearly not quite to her tastes, as she's made abundantly clear in the past.

The thought of that makes me want to shiver. There's something fundamentally... 'off' about the idea of my mother being my 'kouhai.' Just thinking those words makes me brain itch, in a way I can't quite place. I... should focus on what I'm doing. I definitely didn't do myself any favors just now.

Well, I mean, she's not dressed quite so... 'ahem' anymore, but she's still kneeling on the ground with a collar 'round her neck. And there's a god-damn dog's toy ball on the ground in front of her!

I...

(weaboo girl, disappointed pet, average build, long purple hair, tidy ponytail, squatting on all fours like a dog, long dress, mom clothes, dog collar, standing on the doorstep)

[AN: Releasing this as well, as it was technically requested at the same time as the Goth Girl branch. I went with that one instead at the time, but it's been more than long enough for this to drop and so via grandfathering it in: here we are.

Regarding the lack of comment about his apartment, or Penelope's location, changing? Paul didn't notice. This was at the stage where the retro had yet to really start kicking his ass, so at the moment I'm keeping it to smaller things like this which would normally go unsaid.]