The Adventures of Jenny Test

He was Johnny Test. Test by name and more often than not by occupancy. He was almost always used by his two genius sisters Susan and Marie as a human lab rat. Testing experimental inventions on him that they would never think to use on themselves.

Oddly enough, he never had a problem with that. Since he always tended to need something from them, which they always gave him provided he test stuff for them.

Today was no exception. He had just found out that a secret underground race of mole people planning an invasion of the surface world and for some reason it was up to him and his super talking dog Dukey and not the military to save the day. He knew his sister's had a giant drilling machine that could get them to the underground kingdom and his sisters were happy to lend him it.

Provided he do them a small favor.

"It's not salt." Said Marie the one with the red curl's

"They are specially engineered 'mega hottie' flakes designed to bring out the maximum amount of hotness genetically possible for the body."

"Huh?" Said their as always clueless brother.

"Uh." Went Marie annoyed. "Just eat it and you'll turn into a hunk."

"Then if it work's we can use them to become mega hottie's ourselves so we can finally get *Sigh* Gil Nexdor." Said Mary dreamily.

"*Sigh* Gil." They said at the same time.

"So I eat the salt and you’ll give me the drilling machine so I can save the world from the mole people...” He was cut off as Susan butted in.

"Yeahsurewhatever." She said and gave him a look showing she wanted him to start the testing.

He looked at the saltshaker then shrugged. He picked it up and tipped it over his mouth.

'It even tastes like salt' He thought. Almost instantly, he felt weird. Like a tingling all over. That tingling built up into a feeling like electricity and when it reached its peak there was a blinding flash of light which caused his sister's and dog to look away briefly.

When they looked back. Their jaws were slack with awe. Dukey was the first to speak.

"Funny. I always' thought the word 'hunk' met a hot 'guy'." Said the dog sarcastically.

"Huh. What are...?” Johnny stopped as he heard himself. That wasn't his voice. It was more like the voice of a teenage girl.

He looked down.

'I don't remember those being there.' He now she thought.

Standing were Jonny Test once was, was now as the genius twin's put it a 'mega hottie'. The embodiment of the absolute maximum amount of 'hotness' the young test had in his DNA. Of course, I think they were expecting a chiseled hunk instead of the curvacous teenage babe looking herself over curiously.

"Opp's." Went Mary. "I guess we were so busy making sure it would turn us into mega hottie's that we forgot to factor in male consumption."

"Okay" Johnny said in his new soprano voice. "I ate the salt now you have to give us the drill." She paused before speaking again. "And while you’re at it turn me back to normal. I'm still too young to even like girls never mind 'be' a girl." She said while looking down at her now shorter and seemingly younger looking sisters.

"Oh Relax. This formula was supposed to last a minute so. Now we see it work's we can make a stronger batch." Said Mary smiling.

Jonny sighed and she smiled. "Oh that's a relief."

10 MINUTES LATER

"THIS IS SO NOT A RELIEF!!!" Said the still babeified Johnny Test.

Susan looked nervous. "I guess the effect's on a male subject are m-more profound than we thought."

"So I'm stuck like this FOREVER!!!" Screamed Johnny as she waved her hand's around wildly.

"Relax Johnny." Said Susan in a calming tone. "It's unlikely the effects are permanent. And even if they are I'm pretty sure we can whip up an antidote."

"Wadaya mean 'pretty sure'?" Said the super dog with an eyebrow raised.

"Don't you have a mole army to stop?" Said Susan eager to get off the subject.

Johnny moaned a little but conceded. She and Dukey climbed up into the earth digger before it burrowed right through the house and into the earth.

"You have no idea how to make an antidote do you." Mary said while still smiling.

"Not a clue." Said Susan while copying her sister’s actions.

They hoped the moles kept their brother/sister down there for long enough…