Jennifer opens the door

"I think you'd better take a glove of some kind" you tell Jermima "We don't want another transformed person adding to our problems"

So Jermima gets dressed and accompanies you to Fred's door, where the key is still in the door. "Got the glove?" you ask.

"Yes." replies Jermima, taking out an oven glove. "Hey, it's the only one I have OK?"

She puts on the glove and reaches for the key. She feels a twinge when she touches it, but still remains herself to the relief of everyone. Opening the door, she then enters with her sides just touching the frame.

"Thank goodness, the place is just as I left it!" says Fred after running around checking "Jermima, could you stay overnight and help us with stuff? Hopefully we'll change back in the morning."

"Sure!" replies Jermima, flopping on the sofa "I don't think I can manage a walk back. My shoes have suddenly gotten tighter.". She pulls them off her feet and wriggles her toes "That's better..."

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