You feel the spinning sensation that came after saying the spell come to and end, but you are looking up at the ceiling, feels like you are laying on the bed, but things are very much different. You go to get up, but can't move at all. You try to blink but you can't even do that, your vision remains unbroken. Taking a deep breath....you can't. With a lurch and some panic you try again to breath, but nothing happens. Your mind is racing, but then you realize: you're not breathing because you're not alive. The spell worked and you must have transformed....into a swimsuit for Kristina. Concentrating on feeling your body, you now can get a sense of it. You're thin, fabric, but stretchy... mostly spandex lycra, but with some soft foam in what had been your chest. But your human anatomy is gone, its just your mind trying to make sense of your form. You can't see yourself, but then you realize your vision isn't focused on eyes anymore and you turn it inward, looking inside your now hollow self. You're think enough and with openings for arms and legs as well as neck, enough light gets inside to see you are a shiny red color, which is Kristina's favorite for swimsuits. Turning your vision back outward, looking around the room, you realize you are on the bed, and the open spell book is right there next to you. Would have been smart to leave a note, but hopefully she'll realize it when she finds you like this.
It's hard to gauge the passage of time like this, since you have no pulse or any sort of body functions, nor do you get tired. You are bored, but its very different from being bored as a human. Instead of restless, you find yourself getting more and more mentally rested. Swimsuits don't get bored after all.... pausing, wait,did you just think of yourself as a swimsuit? Is your mind changing too, or is just a reaction to being inanimate and a way to deal with just laying here? Your contemplation of this is interrupted by noise: it sounds like Kristina is home and sure enough you hear her calling "John, where are you babe?" until finally she comes into the bedroom, and pauses, seeing a new swimsuit next to..."Grandma's spell book? What the...wait" she comes over, picking up the swimsuit, stretching and pulling it a bit, then holding it one hand, she reads the page. Turning back to the swimsuit, she gasps and says "John, is this you?" She goes back to the book to look for a spell...
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