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There was no sensation of change, no strange noise or shimmer of light. Sarah was suddenly just different. She hadn't physically changed, but now her tight jeans and blouse had been replaced by a cheerleader uniform with Grizzlies on it - the mascot of the local high school.

Tom stared at her with a mixture of confusion and arousal, as her outfit really displayed her long, toned legs and tight physique.

"What the hell?" gasped Sarah, looking down at her new clothes. She ran her hands down her sides, feeling the uniform, then raised her gaze back to meet Tom's. "Well this is very interesting," she said with a grin. "I certainly didn't expect THIS - but I like it!"

"I...I guess I wasn't specific enough," Tom stammered. "I wished 'barely over 18' - so that could still be a senior in high school?" he wondered aloud.

Sarah's smile grew. "Let's see what else changed!" she said with excitement, looking around the room. She grabbed a small purse she saw on the table and rummaged through it. "Aha!" she crowed as she pulled out a license. "What do you think of this?" she asked, holding it up to your face.