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“Sasha, you are Japanese.”
“Uh...u-uh...Japa...Japanese?” She asks, her eyes opening wide.
“Yes, you are. You’re Japanese. You’re a Japanese girl. That is your race.”
“I’m...oh...” she utters, a little defeated. “I’m Japanese...I’m a Japanese girl...”
As she speaks, you watch her shrink a good five inches and her skin tone lighten while her figure loses much of its curviness. Her hair turns jet black and becomes straight with bangs in the front. Her face rearranging itself, her eyes become narrower and brown and her nose and lips shrink to match her rounder, tinier face. Her outfit mostly stays the same, save for her top changing slightly and becoming white. The makeup on her face went mostly unchanged, too, though it is a bit less. Standing before you now, Sasha is now unmistakably of Japanese descent.
“What’s your name, Sasha?” You ask her once she’s done changing.
“My name...my name is Sasha Hashimoto...” she says slowly in a very high pitched voice, smiling a little.