"Welcome to Let’s Make A Deal...I’m your host Wayne Brady...who’s ready to make a deal?!”
(Crowd goes wild, people in costume jump up and down)
“How about you...the Beauty Queen, come on over...right over there...what’s your name?
“I’m Sherry” an enthusiastic woman in a poufy pink dress and tiara bounces up and down. She’s short with short brown hair, early 40’s, a bit chubby but ecstatic to be there “I’ve been waiting my whole life to be on this show! I love this show!”
“Thank you...we love our fans and faithful viewers” Wayne replied “How would like to Make A Deal?! Let’s see what’s behind curtain number 1...Tiffany...” Wayne looked around “Where’s Tiffany?”
Model Tiffany Coyne walked out from the side stage wearing a robe and slippers and yawning “Sorry Wayne, I overslept again...I can’t...” she waved her hand.
“We need a model! Sherry?! Do you think you could go down there and do Tiffany’s job for us? You’d be doing us a huge favor” Wayne said introducing one of the show’s bits.
“Of course I could! I always wanted to be a model but well, never gonna pull that off haha” she laughed and made her way down to curtain #1.
“You’re a natural Sherry” Tiffany called out as she took a seat in the audience.
“Thank You Tiffany! You’re my idol Haha” Sherry bobbed a bit and put her arm out and gave it a wave.
“Ooooo...I definitely can see you doing this full time” Tiffany said nodding approvingly. “Watch out Wayne, I think Sherry might be trying to take my job”
“Well then if you’re just an audience member, you might get to make a deal today on your own” Wayne said as Tiffany laughed.
“Well if she’s going to take my job she can take my heels...I wouldn’t miss those at all” Tiffany added.
Wayne called on a man named Rick to come over “Now Rick...we’re going to give you a chance to see what’s behind curtain #1 or you can take what’s in the big box”
Sherry was wearing a pair of plain white slip on sneakers with her outfit, barely visible under her pink poufy gown. The camera swings her way and she’s smiling but she’s also slowly rising up higher. Her sneakers narrow, pinching down at her heels, holding them tighter as the ends of her shoes begin to come to dramatic points. Sparkles appear as the color changes from white to silver and the tongues slide right away. Stems begin to press out of the bottom near the backs creating a pair of sparkly 3 inch heels.
Sherry’s feet themselves begin to change as well. Her toes, usually short and stubby, elongate. Her heels smooth out, her arches lift and curve as a slick pedicure comes across her nails.
As Rick looked to the audience to ask what he should do, Tiffany crossed her legs in her seat, still smiling and playing along with the bit. The dark brown slippers were open at the backs so the left one now hung down, flopping a bit as she bounced her foot as it dangled.
The foot encased in it, Tiffany’s size 8 pedicured foot, began to change. It shrank down to a size 7. Her heels roughened up, slight white lines appeared as her arches dropped and lost their curve. Her long toes began to shrink back smaller, turning stubby as her nails roughened up as well. Her feet were no longer feet that were prepped to appear on television daily, but rather, the very plain feet of a 42-year-old school teacher.
“How about I give you $1,000 to not take either” Wayne asked Rick.
“I’ll take the big box Wayne”
Wayne turned to the floor “Sherry...can you please show us what’s inside the big box?”
Sherry, now clad in heels walked effortlessly over to the box, a bit of stride in her step.
“You need to open the box with your hips Sherry” Tiffany called out. “Just give it a little bump you know”
Sherry giggled and smiled but she brought her arms in and wound her hips to the right then followed through with a bump with her left hip. “Perfect!” Tiffany called out as the box lifted up to reveal a pair of mountain bikes for Rick.
As the crowd clapped and the announcer described the prize, underneath the poufy pink dress, Sherry’s legs began to lengthen and trim drastically.
Her ankles slimmed down, her claves thinned and muscled into perfectly taut model legs; legs that were to be showed off for a reason. Not everyone could get a job as a model on a game show.
Her thighs curved. Every last imperfection vanished. Cellulite, extra heft and fat and their short stature all changed.
Sherry grew taller as her legs lengthened out increasing her height by 4 inches. Her hips, which had started all of this tightened up giving her a newfound curve. Her ass, fairly large and dimply now began to transform.
Years, decades, of dance lessons and workouts to hone and tone this ass passed from Tiffany to Sherry as it rose up high and tight into a perfect bubble.
Wayne was calling a woman named Yvonne over and was offering her $1500 or curtain #1.
As Sherry walked backed to the curtain, her long legs strode confidently carried on high heels as her hips and ass swayed. Her nametag now shifted slightly; the two R’s turned into F’s.
Tiffany uncrossed her legs putting her feet flat on the floor as her calves began to fill out fuller and thicker.  Even her ankles puffed out, thickening to a new larger size.
Her whole lower body began to slide outward. She shifted in her seat, scooting forward as her legs shrank down shorter. The 5’8” model would only be 5’4” if she stood up at that moment, but, the bit was nowhere near done yet.
Tiffany’s thighs thickened and softened. Decades of dance and fitness left her body, travelling up to the stage to Sherry. Tiffany’s ass grew wider. The muscles relaxed, fat rushed out filling out her ass greatly turning it large and shapeless.
Her hips and thighs followed suite. Her hips expanded and her curve vanished underneath the large prop robe she wore. Her thighs came together, soft and squishy, straining her hidden sparkly mini dress.
Yvonne took the $1,500.00 and the audience clapped.
“So that means Curtain #1 goes to James, one of our at home viewers” Wayne said. “Show us what’s behind there Sheffy.
Sherry waved her hands as her fingers elongated. Much like with her feet and toes, the skin on her hands softened showing a lot more pampering. As her fingers grew longer, her nails extended and a fresh manicure appeared.
As she waved and embellished a bit, her arms slimmed but also firmed and muscled as well as even more workout sessions made their way to her body.
“It’s a new dining room set” the announcer said describing it out.
Wayne looked at Tiffany and smirked “Wow Miss Tiffany...Sheffy is doing a pretty good job up there”
“She is!” Tiffany agreed “That pretty pink poufy princess dress is awesome...but if she were wearing something more in my line, I don’t think you’d be able to tell the difference” she said continuing the comedy bit. “Although the tiara is a nice touch. I might like to wear that myself”
“I’ll trade you!” Sherry said enthusiastically “I mean, if I could fit into one of your dresses, you could have my tiara haha”
Her nametag now shifted again as an A and N appeared between the F and Y. Sheffany.
“Deal!” Tiffany called out.
“Sounds like you two just made a deal of your own here on Let’s Make A Deal” Wayne laughed.
The changes continued on Sherry’s body as her shoulders pulled back and out before her chest, back and sides sucked in quickly slimming down to fit and trim.
Sherry grew another 2 inches, taking her up to 5’8” as her body elongated.
Her slight pouch of a stomach flattened into defined abdominal muscles. Her breasts also shrank down smaller but gained firmness and perkiness as they did. Sherry’s bra vanished as her poufy princess dress did as well.
In the blink of an eye, Sherry found herself clad in a green sparkly mini dress. It clung to her chest and midsection, accentuating her ass and hips and the cut was so high, almost her whole thighs were on display.
Sherry smiled as her long legs were on full display as well.
Tiffany now jumped slightly as her stomach and waist expanded outward. Her breasts grew larger and drooped forward pressing her mini dress to the limits. Suddenly, she shivered as her dress changed into the pink poufy beauty queen dress Sherry had been wearing.
Tiffany’s eyes widened in shock and her jaw dropped.
Wayne acted as if nothing her off at all. “Miss Tiffany; why don’t you head back down there and help Sheffany out for the last part of this deal”
Tiffany stood up in a daze, finding herself walking forward despite herself heading to curtain #2.
As she got closer, Tiffany’s arms plumped. Her hands grew smaller and rougher. Her fingers shortened and her manicure disappeared. Flat plain nails remained as she shuffled forward suddenly realizing that Sherry towered over her height. “What? But how?!”
Sherry shook her head “I don’t know what’s happening either! No one else seems to think anything is wrong...I...!”
Tiffany looked up as the nametag, now stuck over small, pert breasts encased in a skintight green dress embossed with sparkles changed even more to Teffany.
“I’ll count to 3 and then we’ll see what you won”
1...Sherry’s short brown hair began to grow out and lighten to bright golden blonde. Long loose curls formed as her hair swept down over her shoulders. Tiffany’s long blonde hair quickly rose up darkening as it went. It styled itself into the short, efficient, basic hairdo that Sherry had been sporting.
2... Sherry’s neck slimmed. Her chin rose up and stuck out and her jawline reshaped. Her lips plumped as her mouth widened. Bright, straight white teeth shone forth as her nose shrank up. Her small brown eyes widened and changed to bright blue. Eyelashes popped, stage makeup came into place as her eyebrows formed up and her cheekbones became prominent. Tiffany’s neck filled out as her chin pulled in and her jawline weakened and dropped. Her cheekbones also pulled back less prominent as her lips thinned. Her teeth crooked in a few small places as her nose broadened. Her bright blue eyes darkened to brown with each blink as her eyelashes thinned and her eyebrows thickened.
3!...The small microphone and earpiece Tiffany wore jumped to Sherry. The nametag which now said Tiffany jumped onto Tiffany and changed all the way back to Sherry. White slip on sneakers popped onto her feet as she backed up awkwardly and put her arm out flatly. Sherry, did a little bounce back and flourished her arm perfectly as the curtain swept back.
“It’s a trip to France!” the announcer yelled out to cheering.
As Sherry smiled and politely clapped, Tiffany found herself with a look of shock on her face which worked well enough as a TV reaction.
“Congratulations Sherry” Wayne said before adding “Oh...one last thing! Miss Tiffany...give Sherry her tiara”
“Oh you’re right Wayne, I almost forgot” The new Tiffany reached up and found she was still wearing the cheap plastic tiara. She took it out and walked over having to lean down a bit to fix it in the new Sherry’s hair. ”This was our deal right”
The new Sherry blanched. “Yeah...it was” she said lightly touching the tiara in her hair.
“Let’s get a new contestant and a new deal!” Wayne announced as a stage hand came up and led the new Sherry back to her seat as the new Tiffany got a reset for the next segment.