Terry smiled. "From now on, you will believe that you are supposed to be a 16-year old perky bimbo girl who has somehow transformed into your current physical state. You will have no memories of being the thug you are right now. You will only remember the life of the bimbo girl."
He snapped his fingers, bringing the biker thug out of his trance, and watched intently.
"Like, what's going on?" the biker asked, still with his gruff voice. "Like, ohmygawd! What happened to my voice?"
"Who are you?" Terry asked.
The man who thought he was supposed to be a girl turned and looked at Terry, just now noticing his presence. "My name is Debbie. Do you know what's, like, going on?"
