"Jasper?" mom enquired as she took a look at your new girly form. "You told me that that genetic stuff that fell onto you was harmless!"
You stared at her in absolute shock, not believing how calm she was at seeing a near naked five year old in her son's bedroom. It was no 'who are you?' or screaming in shock. It was complete acceptance that kid standing by your bed was her transformed child. "Mom?!" you said, in an unsteady voice.
"I know my own child, honey. Plus you look so much like your sisters" mom said, the first signs of unsteadiness creeping into her voice.
"Mom! Look at me! How could you be so calm?" you demanded.
"I'm not calm. I've had to deal with this since last night" mom snapped.
"I was like this since last night, and you never told me" you said angrily. The stress was getting to you.
"I was worried that you slept through dinner, so I checked on you. You was thinner, but still more or less normal. I knew then something was happening to you, and I knew that genetic lab was to blame. I had no idea this was going to happen, Jazz" mom snapped.
"What now?" you asked, wondering what was going to happen.
Mom regained control of her emotions. "I don't know, Jazz. I'm going to make some enquires at that lab, but we need to get you some new clothes."
"No thanks" you muttered, hoping mom wouldn't force you into some of Ella's old clothes.
"You have to wear something. You might be stuck like this for some time, and I can't have my daughter running around naked" mom said. "I have to buy you some new panties anyway.
"What? I can't wear that! What is the twins going to say? Or James? Or my friends?" you squeaked, frightened, but mom was already out the door.
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