This choice: Make another change to himself. • Go Back...Chapter #7A life rewritten by: Unknown Steven sat, sipping his tea and enjoying the feel of his big tits in his blouse, unconstrained by a bra. He couldn't help looking at Liz, though, and wondering what having a body more like hers would be like.
After a few more minutes he reached a decision.
To give himself a better view of what he was doing, he sent a tendril of his consciousness into Liz, his will overriding hers. He didn't like the feel of being so short, but he realized that the boobs he had were just too small.
Standing up and facing himself, he grew both his bodies until they were an even seven feet tall. Trying not to get too turned on, he set to using his powers once more.
The first thing to go, of course, was his dick. He wanted to know what it was like to be a woman, and so he altered himself, feeling his penis retract into his body and replacing it with the sort of tight pussy he imagined virginal women kept.
To facilitate a few other changes he wanted to make, he added strength to his body, with some increased muscle tone. Turning his blouse into a midriff-baring top revealed a definite six-pack, and he could feel the strength in his arms, legs and back.
Looking at his face, he rearranged it, fixing his vision, making his face perfectly symmetric, and continuing to enhance it until he was satisfied that he had by far the cutest face in town.
After removing all his body hair, making his arms and legs silky smooth and his hands and feet perfectly dainty, shrinking his waist and giving himself blonde hair stretching down to his now-huge bum, he decided it was time for the main change.
Focusing both on his clothes and his breasts, he made sure his blouse changed as his tits grew. His enhanced strength allowed his boobs to ride high on his chest while he felt no discomfort as they ballooned at his mental command. He watched with growing excitement through Liz's eyes as his blouse showed increasing amounts of cleavage, swiftly surpassing the big-bust models he'd seen on the web. Not content with that, he kept growing, surpassing some models he'd seen who used huge prosthetics, and many pictures altered to give women in them gigantic breasts and many drawings of imaginary women with such.
He realized, though, that there was one last change he had to make. He focused...
Stephanie removed her consciousness from Liz's body after sitting down at the table again. There was nothing different about Liz, of course--Stephanie had restored her to her original 5'4". But there was something definitely different about Stephanie.
She wondered if she'd ever understand how she'd managed to hold off giving herself this sort of body until now. This was the body she dreamed of, with such prodigious female attributes. And, though she knew that when she began her shift she'd been a tiny, 4'9", flat-chested thirty-two-year-old woman, rather than the seven-foot-tall twenty-two-year-old with the rocking body she now had, she also found she knew how to work with her new body, and that Liz, at least, did not find it at all strange.
Feeling a slight tingling in her crotch, seemingly centred just above her tight pussy, she wondered for a moment what it could be, then dismissed it. Maybe it was an erogenous zone she'd inadvertently created when she altered herself just now.
She looked appreciatively at Liz as the busty woman left the room, and wondered what her manager would be like in bed. Finishing her tea, she left the room to finish her shift.
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