Feeling a little more creative, Jim decided to try a few different lies on Sharon. Her southern accent was already apparent. Maybe he could take that a little further.
"You know, Sharon", began Jim, "I like how your floor length dress bells out. Most girls wouldn't dress so elegantly on an everyday basis. But you really pull off the southern belle look." Sharon's bra and shorts merged together to form a light blue, frilly dress that grew down until reaching the floor and belling out.
"Why thank you", Sharon replied again in her southern drawl. "It is nice to have a boyfriend who appreciates my dressing. But I do believe we were on a scavenger hunt." She went back to searching the room, her dress swishing with each movement. Jim couldn't get over this incredible power he had and immediately continued on.
Jim’s grin widened as he realized what power he had at his fingertips he decided to go for broke, besides he could always turn her back to normal once he was done. “Hey Sharon you don’t mind when I talk about you”
“Of course not, Honeybun, but we got to find something or we’ll never win this scavenger hunt” she replied
“That’s ok we’ll keep looking” he said as he made a mock attempt at searching. "By the way, I love how long and thick your hair is with those big ringlets. It's amazing how well you style it when your hair goes down to your waist." Sharon's hair grew down to her waist and fluffed up into a volume that would give Dolly Parton a run for her money. It then styled itself into big, elegant ringlets; flowing down her back and even over her shoulders.
"I do declare", said a smiling Sharon, "It ain't easy taking care of, but it's worth it to have such a purty head of hair."
Jim's smile grew wider than ever. With just a couple of lies, he had turned his girlfriend into the spitting image of a southern belle. She looked like she could win a southern beauty pageant.
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