Gender (Turned into a girl)

Mike scoffed, shaking his head as the strange text continued to scroll the Gender option.

"Modification initiated? Yeah, right. This is definitely some kind of scam app—probably wants me to enter a credit card number or something."

He glanced around, confirming he was alone in his room, then smirked.

"Well, whatever. It's John's phone, not mine. If this thing wants me to fill out some stupid form, I'll play along—can't cost me anything."

The app's interface shifted, presenting a detailed text field under the Gender heading with prompts like "Describe desired physical characteristics," "Secondary sex traits," "Body proportions," and "Additional gender-related attributes."

Mike chuckled, cracking his knuckles. "Alright, if this is some kind of joke, I'll make it a good one."

He began typing, his fingers moving rapidly as he wrote out an absurdly detailed description: "Female. Tall—around 5'10. Slender but curvy build. Long legs, toned from regular exercise. Waist-length dark hair, soft and thick. Large, expressive brown eyes. Full lips. Fair skin, smooth and clear. Breasts—large, full D-cup, perky and naturally shaped with sensitive nipples. Wide hips, round and firm ass. Slim waist creating an hourglass figure. Face—feminine and attractive, high cheekbones, delicate nose. Voice—soft, slightly husky, pleasant to hear. Hands—slender fingers, elegant. Body hair—minimal, naturally smooth. Scent—naturally pleasant, subtly floral."

Mike leaned back, admiring his work with a grin.

"If this is a scam, at least I had fun writing it. Now let's see what—" The screen flashed again, and new text appeared: "Preferences received. Processing complete. Applying modifications to target: John. Estimated time: 24 hours. Physical restructuring will occur gradually during sleep cycles."

Mike's grin faltered slightly.

"Wait—applying? To John?" He stared at the phone, a flicker of unease passing through him before he laughed it off.

"Nah, no way. This is just some weird text generator or whatever. John's probably going to find his phone and delete this stupid app himself." He picked up the phone and went back to what he was doing, completely unaware that, John had just finished his class and was getting ready for going home—his last day as a completely ordinary young man.