“Hmm, my B-cups should be D-cups and my ass should be bigger…” Jo suggests.

Jo laughed — a sharp, tipsy bark — and slammed her empty glass on the bar counter. “Fuck it. Let’s do it. Let’s make my body sexy and horny. Mark won’t know what hit him.”

Kate grinned wickedly. “That sounds fun.”

They stumbled out of the pool bar, giggling and weaving, and caught a cab to the little clinic on the edge of Lahaina that Jo’s father’s company had opened for “select clientele” now that the Z-Chamber had FDA clearance.

Inside, he technician, a bored woman in her thirties with a tablet didn’t even blink when Jo explained what she wanted.

“Full sensitivity package,” Jo slurred, leaning on Kate for balance. “Nipples, clit, everything dialed to eleven. Breasts up two cup sizes, perfect shape, zero sag. Ass rounder, firmer, porn-star level. Hormone profile: sky-high estrogen, oxytocin, dopamine. And…” she hiccuped, “zero out aggression and assertiveness.”

The technician raised an eyebrow. “That’s… a lot of changes Miss Zhang. You have full access to the chamber bite… are you sure?”

“Very sure,” Kate answered for her, squeezing Jo’s arm. “She’s consenting. We’re both consenting. Bill it to the corporate account.”

Jo signed the tablet with a drunken flourish and climbed clumsily into the sleek, coffin-shaped chamber.

The lid closed. Soft lights pulsed. Warmth flooded her skin, then tingling, then fire. Jo moaned inside the machine as nerves rewired, tissue swelled and reshaped, pleasure centers lit up. Her small breasts grew heavier and impossibly sensitive. Every breath dragged electric friction across her nipples. Between her legs, her clit throbbed with her heartbeat. Her mind felt different, detached as her resistance melted.

When the chamber hissed open two minutes later, Jo stepped out on trembling legs. Her bikini top strained. Her bigger ass jiggled with every step. She looked in the mirror and whimpered at her own reflection. She was pornographic perfection wrapped in a strange sense of vulnerability.

Kate whistled. “Holy shit. He’s going to lose his mind.”

Jo was already wet just from the air touching her skin and was grinning shakily. “Totally! I feel all jiggly! Let’s go back to the hotel.”