After pottying, you returned to the table to finish your lunch. You were hungry anyway. Your pullup absorbed your little accident and you didn't feel it at all.
After lunch, you were bored. You didn't want to play little girl games or watch little girl videos. You decided your research was over and that you should get the Role Swapping Device back and end this experiment.
You walked to your room, which was formerly Allie's, and looked for the device. It wasn't where you expected it.
From behind you, you heard, "I have to thank you. I really didn't like being a little girl. But I don't have to worry about that anymore. It's your job now!"
"What?"
"You heard me, you're the little girl. As far as everyone is concerned, I'm the big brother. I intend to stay this way."
"You can't"
"Really? The gadget is gone. There isn't anything you can do about it."
"I don't wanna be the little girl," you started to cry.
"Who does?"
"I'm gonna tell Mommy," you said sobbing some more.
"Go ahead. She won't believe you. Oh, you forgot this at the table." Allie handed you, Margaret. "You'll need this. IT'll get you through the many tough days ahead. Well, this and your thumb."
You were about to lunge at Allie when you heard your mother coming.
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