A different flavour of Asian

Zack sat on the couch, the remote resting heavily in his hand. The chaos of the last few hours had left him exhilarated but unsatisfied. He glanced at Michaela, still frozen mid-lunge, her expression a mix of fury and fear. Francesca stood motionless in the kitchen, her perfect form frozen in time. He had control now, but something about the situation felt… incomplete.

“Filipinos are nice and all,” Zack muttered to himself, his fingers idly tracing the buttons on the remote. “But they’re not exactly my favourite flavour of Asian. Let’s try something different.”

He scrolled through the remote’s menu, his eyes landing on the Reality Rewrite function. A sly grin spread across his face as he selected it. The screen lit up, displaying a list of options: Ethnicity, Language, Occupation, Relationships. Zack’s mind raced with possibilities. If he was going to experiment, why not go all the way?

He aimed the remote at Michaela and Francesca, his thumb hovering over the Confirm button. “Let’s see how you two look as Japanese international students,” he said, his voice tinged with excitement. “And let’s make it… interesting.”

He pressed the button, and the remote hummed softly, a faint blue light emanating from the barrel. The room seemed to shift around him, the walls and furniture morphing into a more minimalist, modern aesthetic. The air smelled faintly of cherry blossoms, and a cleanly aura filled the room.

Michaela and Francesca began to change. Their skin lightened slightly, their features becoming more delicate and refined. Their dark, wavy hair straightened into sleek, jet-black locks, their eyes taking on a more almond shape. Their bodies remained curvaceous, their busts still impressive, but their proportions shifted subtly to match their new ethnicity.

Michaela’s once-reserved demeanour softened into a shy, almost demure expression. Francesca’s confident smirk became a playful, coquettish smile. Their clothes changed too, their casual outfits replaced by stylish, form-fitting dresses that accentuated their new figures.

Zack watched in awe as the transformation unfolded. The sisters were now Akiko and Hitomi, two Japanese international students who had moved to the city to study. Their personalities had shifted as well—Akiko (formerly Michaela) was sweet and studious, while Hitomi (formerly Francesca) was outgoing and flirtatious. The only thing that remained the same was their devotion to Zack, though now it was framed in a new context.

When the changes were complete, Zack unpaused time. Akiko and Hitomi blinked, their eyes widening as they took in their new surroundings. They glanced at each other, then at Zack, their expressions a mix of confusion and curiosity.

“Zacku-san?” Akiko said, her voice soft and hesitant. Her English was broken, her accent thick. “どこ… where are we?”

Hitomi tilted her head, her playful smile returning. “Did we move again?”

Zack grinned, leaning back on the couch. “You two hired me to be your English tutor, remember? You’re strapped for cash, so you offered to… let me use you however I please in return for my services.”

Akiko’s cheeks flushed, her eyes darting to the floor. “Ah… そうですね right. We… we need help with English. Very important.”

Hitomi giggled, her hand brushing against Zack’s arm. “Yes, very important. We… how you say… pay you back, ね?”

Zack’s grin widened. “Exactly. And since it’s our first lesson, I think it’s time for you two to pay up.”

The sisters exchanged a glance, then nodded. Akiko stepped forward, her movements shy and tentative. “What… what you want us to do, Zacku-san?”

Zack stood, his eyes roaming over their new forms. “Let’s start with something simple. Hitomi, why don’t you show me how grateful you are for my help?”

Hitomi’s smile turned sultry as she stepped closer, her hands resting on Zack’s chest. “Of course, Zacku-san. We… very grateful.”

Akiko hesitated, her cheeks still flushed, but she followed her sister’s lead. “We… do anything for you.”

Zack’s heart raced as he realised the full extent of his power. He had rewritten their reality, their identities, their very lives. And now, they were his to command.

The chapter ends with Zack sitting back on the couch, Akiko and Hitomi kneeling before him, their new lives stretching out before them like a blank canvas. The remote rested in his hand, its power humming faintly beneath his fingertips. He had only just begun to explore its potential, and the possibilities were endless.