Fix it, then swap away

“Damn” you said, “why am i even trying to swap them around. I should be teaching guys a lesson instead.” It seemed her feminist personality increased considerably when it went over to you, she was never this anti man before.

“Dude” Zoe said, “You swapped yourself.”

“Dont call me a dude Zoe” you said, “And I didnt. I would have noticed.”

“Give me the remote” Zoe said, sliding it out from your hands. You folded your arms in a rather feminine way.

“You cant just tell me I swapped myself, I know myself, and let me tell you, I am the same as before.”

“You are not” Zoe said, “I dont care. Reset time.”

“Urgh” you humphed, and then you felt normal. “Fuck me yeah i did swap myself by accident there” you said.

“Thank god the reset works” Zoe said, back in her original body (not that you knew it), “You were overly feminist. More than Jemma actually is. Wacko.”

“Indeed” you said, “Shall we do some changes, or leave them till the morning.”

Zoe turned the remote over in her hand, inspecting it, “I think we leave it.” as soon as she said that, however, the remote fired off.

“Shit” you said, “Well, its up to you to tell me what swapped. I wasnt touching the remote.”

Zoe looked around trying to find the resultant change, it should be easy, everyone was back to normal apart from the two the remite fired at.

“There” she said, pointing at Asher on one end of the room, and Becca at the other.

“What changed?” you asked, not expecting to be able to believe what she would tell you anyway.

“Well” Zoe said, “it seems that Becca is now older, and Asher is now younger.”

“Really?” you asked. You strained your mind trying to remember, but you always seemed to know Becca being 26, and Asher being 23, “How different are they?”

“Well Becca is acting more mature, while Asher just seems more nervous than he was before.”

“Leave them as it is then. Why not.”

“Ok” Zoe said, giving you the remote. Before she even noticed, you had zapped her and swapped her entire upper body with Talia. Her face morphed to a completely different shape, her hair changed, but you only really cared about the fact her stomach flattened slightly and her breasts exploded outwards. More fun, for you at least, was that her clothing did not change, so her lovely H cup breasts were now encased in a DD cup bra, overflowing at every possible point. You watched Zoe adjust her bra before she suggested going to bed. You agreed with the suggestion, blasting off three random changes as you left the room.

Just before you left, however, you turned back to see the swaps you had made.