"Oh, crap!" you muttered with your sister's voice, spinning around for some way to escape. You could jump out the window. Well, if it wasn't from the second floor.
Your panicked mind remembered a secret door in your closet that you found as a kid. Diving into the boxes, clothes and toys you had thrown in there when your mom made you clean your room, you dug your way through only to reach it then remember that it was just an access panel to the bathroom pipes next door. As a kid you just imagined it was to another world.
"John! John! What are you up to?" She pounded on the door several more times. "I'll break this down if you don't let me in."
Under the bed, your frightened mind told you. That's where we hide after doing something that gets us get in trouble. You tried to slide under, but Janet's breasts hit the bed frame sending a squeal out your mouth.
"That's it John," Janet screamed and began kicking the door. She was making enough noise that your mom and Briana were going to come to see what's going on, and that would have made it worse! The only way to make her stop was to let her in, but then she would see you, or really, see herself.
"OK. I ..." Forgetting, Janet's voice came out of your mouth, and you coughed. Forcing your voice lower, you said, "Stop, I'm coming."
You knew you had a few options. One was to explain that you somehow changed after falling asleep in the pajama suit and hope she accepts that and can help you change back. Another was to run out past her and off to hide somewhere. Lastly, maybe you could pull her in and tie her up until you can figure out how to change back.
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