"What's wrong!? I'm a girl" you scream, noticing that you're got a pair of moderately sized breasts, long honey blond hair and slim, girlish figure.
"Mom, has my spell accently made Lucy think she was a boy or something?" Mel asks concerned.
"Possibly" mom frowns. You look at them, worried that they decided to do a witch test on you, but you look at their faces again and change your mind. THeir faces are far to concerned for this to be a test. "Its real, and they think I've always been a girl called Lucy" you think with a chill. Mel sees how bewildered you are, lifts her shoulder under your arm, as some surport. "I'll get you to your room" she says.
A few minutes later, you wish she hadn't as your room is completely a girls' room, with no sign of anything near what a guy would have in the room. While horrorfied at the sight of the vanity, the girly bed, the wardrobe fill of dresses and skirts, and worse of all, a locked box that appears to be 'Lucy's' magic supply'. You gulp, wondering what to do. The only thing you can think of at the moment is to call Megan and Harry over and see if they're affected by whatever is affected your family.
"Lucy, you okay? You're still dazed. Shall I say to mom that you can't go to school?"
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