CycKath

(The commercial begins with a picture of a rather plain, almost "ugly" young teen; she has dirty blonde braids, crooked teeth and glasses while with a rather flat body while being somewhat short) "Girl": (narrating) This was me at 14, when I entered high school. They kept calling me the annoying girl; the one who would never ever get a boyfriend and just be working some job married to some hick named Billy Bob. Mom said, "give it a few years, you'll blossom", and I didn't really beleive them. (The next scene shows a picture of the same girl; but she's much taller; thin with small pert breasts and a tight back, her hair is back-length having become platinum blonde and with her lips deep red to black in color and no glasses with more sparkling eyes, though with an off twinge to them; dressed in a slinky white dress with a red fur coat) "Girl": (narrating) And this is me at 18. Somehow mom was right and everyone wanted me. Was voted homecoming queen, boys all wanted me but I didn't

(The commercial begins with a short-haired goth-loli girl, her hair is dark green with black lipstick wearing a pill-box hat, corset and skirt. We see a chill as she walks down the street as she hears a jingle, seeing a "charity Santa". She looks into a purse and starts to get something that has "RHoM" on it but despairs when she sees...nothing inside) "Goth girl": Great, I forgot to buy more suppressant! This can't be happening... (She hears the jingles of the bells as it echos through her ears) "Goth Girl": (shocked) Not now...not at this time of year... (We see her shuttering as she begins to outgrow her outfit; her chest starts to grow larger and fill out her corset while whisps of hair emerge around her cleavage; she hides her ears as they start to prick up as her hair starts to brighten in color. We see her stockings start to shred as her legs firm becoming muscular and growing larger; while her gloves appear to shrink on her hands while her arms start shredding the