A height swap. And then your secret swap.

She fired the remote at the disco ball and pressed random, handing the remote back to you before you even had a chance to complain about being unaware of the swap.

Because you were not touching the remote, you had absolutely no idea that Nina and Francesca had swapped heights. Nina was now a tall slim woman of 6 foot 3, while Francesca had lost almost a foot, down to 5 foot 4.

“Not fair.” you humphed, trying to take the remote back. You failed, of course, as Rebecca had fired off again.

This time one of the beams had hit you directly in the chest, and the other one had ended up hitting Debbie. Rebecca had noticed this and instantly hit the hair swap button, watching as your head sprouted long curly dark hair, which you instinctively pulled into a pony tail.

“You have to stop doing that.” you said, “It’s not fun.”

She handed you the remote back, a bit dejected.

“At least, its not fun for me.” you said, firing the remote at her.

“Fuck you!” She shouted, half laughing however. She had enough of a sense of humor to see the funny side. Hearing her swear and laugh in a british accent, rather than her original italian, was very weird for you indeed.

The first beam you fired off had obviously hit Rebecca, that was intentional, but the second beam hitting Eden was a mistake. You only noticed after you hit the random button and watched as Rebecca’s 30F cup breasts melted away, becoming almost completely flat. You were hoping to hit a random stranger outside, but that plan didnt occur.

Rebecca looked boring now. Flat chested, you knew she wouldnt get as much attention.

Eden, elsewhere, looked fantastic. She had the huge hips of Debby and now the large breasts of Rebecca. She looked extremely out of proportion however, being so short. But that just helped to make her breasts and arse look even larger. She used to be slightly shy, but you guessed that she would now be much more confident and out there, using her breasts to get what she wanted.

You noticed this while Rebecca adjusted her top. Her bra had gone and her tiny tits were now rubbing against her shirt, causing her nipples to go solid. While she was distracted you fired off again, intentionally targeting yourself this time. The second beam you aimed at the disco ball and watched as it hit Debbie square in her chest.

She was chatting to Eden at the time, in her new italian accent that you were aware of, and her shirt cut hair that was originally yours that you were unaware of.

You pressed the random button and felt yourself change.