Sarah emerges looking half like herself, but she's obviously now a boy now wearing a gray shirt with "THE BOSS" in capital letters strung across it, and boyish jeans on her legs. Her hair is short and neat, and her body looks a bit wider (actually it looks a lot wider considering what you are now.)
"Hey Bonnie" Sarah says half addressing you, half trying her slightly altered voice, "Your big brother has an idea, why don't you come here."
For whatever reason, you get up and go over to Sarah, legs trembling in your pink pants. And she tells you something that you wish didn't have to be.
"I think it's time for a game. This is how it works. You are my little sister Bonnie now, but you still think like Bobby. If you want to turn back into Bobby, you have to act as girly as possible or just do what I say. If you act like a guy, you'll just stay as a girl. Haha!"
Your eyes begin to tear up and you sob a little and protest in your cute voice, "Sarah that's not fair! I can't be a little girl, turn me back!"
"What's that Bonnie? You love being my little sister?" Sarah says not even looking at you.
You only stand still and sob. Then Sarah realizes that her favorite show is on TV. She looks back at you and asks if you want to watch. You don't know why she'd ask you this after humiliating you, but you are too battered to resist and go along. You plop yourself on the couch and she says
"What do you think you're doing, there is only room for one of us on there. I think it should be bigger me!"
You curl up afraid of your now bigger sister-brother, "What do you mean Sarah? I thought we were watching TV?"
She only laughs "Of course we are, but how can I watch it without a foot stool?"
This can only mean one thing. "You can't do that? Shouldn't you try to take care of me if you're the older one?" You try and sound as girly and pathetic as possible, hoping Sarah finds pity. She doesn't.
"Haha, that was perfect Bonnie, just like a little sister should act. And you want to tell me that you think older siblings should take care of the younger ones? Hahaha." She picks you up off the couch and tosses you to the floor, as you get up, something hits your back and you let out a quick "Ahh!". Sarah is reclining on the couch with her feet crossed on top of your black shirt.
"Now sit still, I hate being bothered when I watch my shows!" Sarah yells.
You lower your head and feel tears coming down your face. But you also know you are only getting what you deserve.
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