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While the old you (that you can hardly even remember) would have rashly made a fool out of Gordon, your genius mind is telling you that doing so without forethought would pose too much of a risk to reality as it stands. You therefore resolve to act as meticulously as possible in serving hun justice.

“Too late, Gordon,” you proclaim, starting to swing the pendulum. “It’s too late for you…”

Unable to resist the allure of the pendulum, you watch Gordon’s face fo dull as his whole body slumps forward so his gaze can remain fixed. Within moments, he is totally entranced.

“Stand up,” you command, delighted to see him do it immediately. Before you move on, you figure that you should ensure he obeys your more tacky suggestions.

“You will not resist my suggestions at all,” you say.

“I…will not resist your suggestions at all,” he repeats slowly, looking increasingly relaxed. He’s clearly now a totally blank slate.

“Good boy,” you say, a little intoxicated by the power. You know you definitely want him to become a teenage girl without it effecting reality too much.

“You’re an 18-year-old girl,” you tell Gordon.

“I’m an 18-year-old girl…” he mumbles, his body immediately beginning its transform. He shrinks a few inches and loses quite a lot of muscle mass, his frame now smaller and skinnier. His skin smoothens out as his body begins to rearrange itself to fit female proportions: breasts burst out from his chest, his hips and ass expand, his waist tightens, and his legs lengthen out as his torso does the opposite. You hear him moan as he clutches his groin, clearly an indication that “he” now has a vagina. Her face is next to change, undergoing substantial rearrangement to look like the face of a teenage girl, with clear skin, puffy cheeks, and a cute, small nose. You even notice some minor makeup and lip gloss, too. Her hair turns auburn and cascades down her head and well past her shoulders. The last part of her appearance to change is her clothes; she’s now sporting a bright red shoulderless top, ripped jean shorts, and plain white sneakers.

“Whoah…” you whisper under your breath, flabbergasted at how remarkable the pendulum really is. It’s incredible! “Alright, now you only remember life as a girl.”

“I only…remember life as a girl,” Gordon sighs in a much higher, feminine voice. Beyond her eyes blinking a few times in rapid succession, nothing else changes, not even your memories! It appears, as you suspected, the pendulum holder is immune to changes in reality. You glance over at Mei, smiling at the fact that she will be blissfully unaware of what happened to her. Sure, you two were “friends” but she’s always been a real jealous bitch to you. She doesn’t deserve to know.

“This is how it’s always been,” you assure her, hammering home the changes to reality.

“This is how…it’s always been…”

“And your first and middle names are Alexandra and Elizabeth,” you say, gleefully ridding the world of the last trace of Gordon.

“I’m… Mary Elizabeth…” Mary says, sounding relieved at the sound of her name.

Now that the big stuff has changed, you figure you should just tidy up the loose ends with her transformation.

“Mary, you’re my neighbor.”

“I’m…your neighbor…” she repeats.

“You moved here two months ago when the Watsons moved away,” you say, recalling how the Watson’s old home was in the process of being sold. You figure it’d be harmless to retroactively speed up the process.

“I moved here…two months ago…” she says, her eyes opening wide as the new memories pour in.

“And you have a kind personality,” you add, ensuring that Mary isn’t trouble.

“I have a kind personality,” she says, cracking a little smile. It’s hard to explain, but her whole aura suddenly feels like the one of a sweet, nice person.

“Yes, yes, very good,” you say while weighing your next move. You could stop and attend to Mei, or you could continue to mess with Mary. For the latter, the temptation is so strong…