The Next Day

Jenny Test was wearing a mouth guard.

She was wearing a mouth guard to stop her from grinding her teeth.

She was grinding her teeth because she couldn't throw a childish temper tantrum.

She wanted to throw a childish temper tantrum because her mom was forcing her to model cloths for her new hot teenage girl body.

Lila Test was wearing a smile that could not be removed by a jackhammer. She gabbed away with the crew she had charged with giving her daughter a whole new, completely feminine wardrobe. Lapping up the duel praise and jealousy of Jenny's perfect figure, lavishing in the dozens of outfits both practical and cute she and the sales assistant had picked and those they had yet to decide on, and loving the sense of pride she felt that Jenny for once in her formally his life was standing still while cloths shopping.

“It's so nice to finally have a daughter to do these things with.” She said dreamily.

“Hey were right here ya know!” Mary said angrily from the seat directly left of her mother. Her and her sisters own few purchases sitting in a single small bag at her feet along with several bags marked return.

As it would turn out the formula only had an irreversible effect on Johnny’s pre-pubescent male DNA, for them the effects vanished in less than 4 hours....just enough time for them to buy themselves whole new wardrobes, get to Gil's doorstep and almost knock before they suddenly found themselves in swimming outfits they could never fill on their own. They had went home for a refill but sadly they had already developed an immunity to it, reworking the flakes formula to bypass that would take another two months at least.

“I keep telling you it's too tight!”

“My goodness! Not even done growing and that big already! Oh you must be holding the boys back with a 50 foot pole.”

Susan and Mary were wearing mouth guards as well.