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Abby was getting ready for prom and the only thing she could come up with was a sweat shirt and jeans.
“Honey are you sure you don’t want to barrow one of my dresses?” Her mom, Janet, asked.
“Mom, I’m fine.”
“I don’t think you’ll feel the same way 20 years from now.”
“Mom, it’s fine!” A car honked outside.
“There’s Lauren, I’m going out tonight. Be safe with the car ok.”
“I will, don’t worry.” Janet left and Abby started doing her final touches. She grabbed the mask and went outside. She was walking to the car when she realized she didn’t have a way to keep the mask on her face. She stopped and leaned on the tree in her lawn. She looked at the mask and it shimmered a green light. She brought it closer and then it sucked on to her face. She was still holding on to a part of it and she tried to yank it off. It eventually snapped on her face and started to slither on her face like it was alive. It slowly stretched on her face until it covered it completely. She reached at the seam it left at the back of head and dug her fingers into it and tried to pull them apart but it would just get tighter. She stopped trying and suddenly her eyes opened wide and she gasped for air and started to spin around inside a small tornado. The mask suddenly felt more gooey and floppy on her face. She uncontrollable cries of pain or enjoyment along with sounds of whimpering and howls while the mask transformed her inter being into something new. Her clothes were morphing into a dress and she could feel the treads going across her body, being reorganized. Her car was lifted up about a foot off the ground and it spun around a few times and when it hit the ground it was a sports car with a driver and the back door was open. The tornado spun its way around her yard and then shot into the car and the door closed shut behind her. The car rocked back and forward as the tornado still spun around. Abby made one last scream and then the car stopped rocking. Green smoke seeped through the windows of the car and then the car dove off.

(For understanding the kinda sounds I was trying to get across during the transformation, just YouTube “the mask transformation” and listen to the sounds Jim Carry makes)

Description
Abby was getting ready for prom and the only thing she could come up with was a sweat shirt and jeans.
“Honey are you sure you don’t want to barrow one of my dresses?” Her mom, Janet, asked.
“Mom, I’m fine.”
“I don’t think you’ll feel the same way 20 years from now.”
“Mom, it’s fine!” A car honked outside.
“There’s Lauren, I’m going out tonight. Be safe with the car ok.”
“I will, don’t worry.” Janet left and Abby started doing her final touches. She grabbed the mask and went outside. She was walking to the car when she realized she didn’t have a way to keep the mask on her face. She stopped and leaned on the tree in her lawn. She looked at the mask and it shimmered a green light. She brought it closer and then it sucked on to her face. She was still holding on to a part of it and she tried to yank it off. It eventually snapped on her face and started to slither on her face like it was alive. It slowly stretched on her face until it covered it completely. She reached at the seam it left at the back of head and dug her fingers into it and tried to pull them apart but it would just get tighter. She stopped trying and suddenly her eyes opened wide and she gasped for air and started to spin around inside a small tornado. The mask suddenly felt more gooey and floppy on her face. She uncontrollable cries of pain or enjoyment along with sounds of whimpering and howls while the mask transformed her inter being into something new. Her clothes were morphing into a dress and she could feel the treads going across her body, being reorganized. Her car was lifted up about a foot off the ground and it spun around a few times and when it hit the ground it was a sports car with a driver and the back door was open. The tornado spun its way around her yard and then shot into the car and the door closed shut behind her. The car rocked back and forward as the tornado still spun around. Abby made one last scream and then the car stopped rocking. Green smoke seeped through the windows of the car and then the car dove off.

(For understanding the kinda sounds I was trying to get across during the transformation, just YouTube “the mask transformation” and listen to the sounds Jim Carry makes)