This choice: Back at home, Shannon finds a weird red bottle in Stacy's room... • Go Back...Chapter #5Back at home, Shannon finds a weird red bottle by: bobob1   Back at your house Shannon was doing her usual laundry routine, walking from room to room picking up whatever dirty clothes she could find. After stopping by your room and grabbing practically your entire wardrobe in a single handful, she moved onto Stacy’s room. Shannon picked up a few stray articles of clothing before glancing over at her daughter’s dresser. On top of it sat a tiny red vial. Normally Shannon was not a particularly nosey person but something about the vial intrigued her. It looked like it could have been a cute perfume or something!
Immediately, Shannon’s curious nature got the better of her as she set down her laundry basket and walked over to the dresser. Reaching down, she grabbed the bottle and held it up. Despite Shannon’s curiosity, she somehow didn’t pay a lick of attention to the warning label printed on the backside of the bottle. In her mind this just had to be some type of designer perfume, so she grabbed one end of the bottle and yanked the cap off. At this exact moment Shannon’s clumsiness kicked into high gear. She ripped the cap off the bottle with so much force that the bottle itself flew out of her hands and onto the ground! Shannon gasped at her mistake, watching as the bottle spilled the entirety of its liquid contents in no more than a second.
Shannon sheepishly reaches down to pick up the red bottle that she had spilled. Reluctantly, she tilted the bottle upside down, and as she expected, nothing came out. She felt terrible about spilling whatever was in that bottle, but felt nervous about telling her daughter. She wrestled with her conscience for a moment before deciding that she would simply put the bottle back and pretend nothing happened. She quickly put the cap back on and placed the bottle back onto Stacy’s dresser. She felt bad about doing this but she really didn’t want Stacy to be mad at her. Shannon quickly picked up the laundry basket and left the room nervously.
Back on the other side of town you didn’t know what was going on. You had mentally prepared yourself to be worn for the next three days, but what was actually happening was much worse. Unbeknownst to you, this necklace was one that your sister’s friend only wore on special occasions. Because of this, Vicky carried you up to her room, opened her jewelry cabinet, hung you up... and that’s it. You were stuck in the shape of a necklace, in darkness for what felt like eternity. in reality, all three days had passed without you being worn even once. You felt yourself beginning to lose your sanity, almost wishing you were being crushed as opposed to this mind numbing boredom. You couldn’t even tell the passing of time, but at some point you heard the unmistakeable voice of your sister! She must have finally returned to replace you! After a moment more you felt the cabinet doors open and Stacy’s smile filled your vision. You felt your sanity come back after so much boredom as Stacy’s quickly grabbed your body, replacing you with the replica which you admitted looked exactly like you. Stacy shoved you in her pocket and chatted with Vicky for a moment before making up some excuse to go home.
When you arrived Home Stacy quickly took you to her room and looked down at you. You could tell she felt guilty about keeping you stuck in this form for three days, and she said to you,
“Thank you so much Sammy, I know that was probably torturous for you. Don’t worry, I’ll get you out of that shape right this second.” Stacy set you down on her dresser, grabbing the red bottle of solvent and taking the cap off. You were ecstatic that you would finally be free, and began imagining what you would guilt trip Stacy into giving you, when all of the sudden... nothing happened. Stacy tilted the bottle completely upside down and nothing came out.
“No no no no, what?! What happened to the solvent?!” Stacy slapped the side of the bottle, desperate for anything to come out, but it was bone dry. “This can’t be happening” she said worriedly. After a few more minutes of attempts, Stacy dropped her head in shame before looking down at you. “Sam, I’m so sorry. I’ll order some more solvent as soon as I can. I don’t know how how all of the solvent disappeared but I feel terrible.” You were stunned and dejected. This meant you had to be stuck as nothing more than an object for god knows how long. Stacy spoke up one last time to you and said...
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