Test the medallion

You nodded in understanding as she explained her plans for the day. Your hunch about my father's plans for the day were right on the money. You had to hand it

to him, he knew what Mother liked and didn't make any overly complex Plans.

As tempting as watching the hijinks of a hip-hop label was, you politely shook my head no. "l would love to, but I got some studying to do. Maybe tomorrow?" You asked.

She nodded. "Your loss!" She added with a cheerful smile. You gave her a warm wave goodbye before heading upstairs to your room. You shut the door before locking it.

You turned to look at the Medallion as it rested on your bed, before slowly walking over to it.

You had no idea what this was or where it came from but your curiosity was getting the best of you. You recalled the vague instructions on the Amazon page and slowly slipped the medallion on before slowly rotating the dial to the yellow gem.

As soon as you turned the dial, you felt a strange feeling wash over you. Like that falling sensation you sometimes get when you drift to sleep, but instead of it waking you up, you felt yourself just continue to fall...it all happened in less than a second, but you could feel as if you were being

disconnected from your body, losing your senses.

But then- evervthing was back to normal.

It took you a hot minute to process the new information your brain was receiving. For a long moment you just stared into the TV screen, not even able to understand what you were watching.

Then, like after drifting away in thought, you snapped back into reality. You looked around in confusion, processing your surroundings. You were back in the living room. Everything seemed normal, and you seemed to be sitted on the couch. You were looking at the episode selection screen, as the typical noises of your house played.

Wait a minute! You weren't downstairs, you just went back to your room to...

The realization dropped on you like a pile of bricks, and it was confirmed when you looked down to your body, being greeted by a pair of large breasts in a tank top replacing the familiar sight of your body.

"Holy shit!" You exclaimed in shock, quickly standing up. You almost lost your balance, and a whisk of black hair flew into your line of sight.

Everything seemed a bit larger as you looked around, and looking down again, you saw a familiar pair of manicured hands.

It worked.