"Oh fuck it, lets do this" you suddenly said to yourself, and you walked out of the gate and into the street, your head firmly attached to your 11-year old sister Jessica's body. There weren't many people around at first, but as you walked onto other streets people started staring at you.
"Mommy, why does that boy have little girl's clothes on?" you heard a 6-year old girl ask her mom, as the two of them walked down the street opposite you.
The girl's mother made no reply, you could tell she was shocked at what she was seeing.
You then came across a line of eight people standing at a bus stop, none of whom had seen you directly, out of the corner of their eyes they probably just took you for just another pre-teen schoolgirl.
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There was a middle-aged Caucasian businessman in a navy suit and dress shoes waiting impatiently for the bus, he kept glancing at his watch and mumbling to himself.
There were two 15-year old boys in baggy clothes checking out stuff on their cellphones.
Standing next to the boys was a black woman in her mid-thirties, C-Cup breasts and wearing a black trouser suit, a white blouse and white pumps, she had her 7-year old daughter at her side playing on her Nintendo DS, and she was wearing dungarees, a white top and sneakers.
Then there was a young woman in her twenties, D-Cup boobs, long blonde hair in a ponytail, wearing a floral pattered dress and sensible flats, she was also eight months pregnant.
Next to the pregnant woman was a college girl, Asian appearance, B-Cup breasts, holding her school work in her arms and staring at the floor, she was wearing a white-t-shirt, black shorts and a pair of wedge heel sandals.
And last in line was an elderly Hispanic man, pencil mustache, thinning hair, and he was wearing a striped collar shirt, grey slacks and sneakers, obviously not one for looking fashionable given his age.
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You had a strong urge to mess with these people, but you weren't sure you'd be able to reach the adults, what with you still having your head on Jessica's prepubescent frame.
What to do....