The Goth

Desiree decided by flipping a coin, head the goth and tails the cheerleader. It landed heads, and so her plan begun. She made a few wishes. For a magical bottle and for the young Manson to have to use the washroom. Waiting till the young woman was alone and finished with her business, the magic began. Desiree opened the bottle as the young woman shouted, "What??"

She didn't have much more time then that as the bottle sucked out her spirit into the bottle. Imprisoning the young woman, leaving her body empty. Not just her body, for the genie's wish had been made so that everything connected to the young woman remained, save for her name.

Opening the back of the living woman's body, like it had a zipper, the dead one entered as the body reshaped itself to look like she had in her prime. Large bust, shapely hips, dancer's legs, tan skin,and more. Long hair replaced short, yet the clothes fit like a glove. A very tight glove.

Testing two things at once, Desiree levivated the id of the woman. Where once the name Samantha was, Desiree had replaced it. Her image had replaced it's former owner's, and more. The genie made flesh thought, "I have kept my ghost powers, becoming something like a halfa. Plus in everyone's mind, there has never been a 'Sam' Manson. Only Desiree Manson.

Now those two girls don't have to deal with each other, I can get the life I had been denied, and get closer to the handsome young Mister Fenton. Looks like my wishes are coming true..."