"Dad, I'm a 16 year old vixen! What do I do?"

You decide to head back home and call your dad and try to explain to him what happened with the bow and the transformations. You drive home and go to the phone in the kitchen. You're glad that there's a speakerphone, because the earpeice of the phone won't go to your ears if the mouthppeice is at your mouth. You dial your dad's cell phone number and you hear a ringing coming from your parent's bedroom. You say "Oh, man! Dad must've left his phone here so no one will be able to trace his calls!" You then think on what to do next. Do you call Oprah and set a TV date, try and cope with your new body and you new abilities, or do you try and turn yourself back to normal again?

Written by Jessica Vixen

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