Go cowboy and quickdraw the remote

The Berserk Wheels are quite a distance away from Grant, so he figures that he can draw the remote from the holster at the waist of his jumpsuit and blip away at them before they can get close.

Running through some ideas in quick succession for each target, he flexes his fingers at the holster, and draws, clicking the button against each of the boys coming at him. Before they can even react, a click at each of them makes them flinch in confusion, before a brief sound of static and suddenly there was no bikers there, instead in their place was a group of three loli girls in biker attire. Grant snorted at the little anime girls still trying to intimidate him, scowling at him in a pout, while the gal; unhit by the remote from the bench, blinked surprised.

"Yoo's a poopiehead!" said the leader, reduced to what Grant can assume is a 10 year old anime girl in child sized biker gear, "Me an' da girls are going to raid da candy store! You're no fun!" And the other two follow her after rudely sticking their tongues at him. Grant slyly zapped their bikes behind his held laughter to become glittery tricycles with tassels at the handles. The new gang, the Loli Pops, ride off on very loud squeaky wheels and making motor noises with their mouth while the older girlfriend just sits there, hands out in bewilderment.

Grant, feeling a rush from a success of his reflexes, starts casually sauntering towards the woman, who was now staring at him, scared and confused. "H-hey, look weird dude," the babe starts, slowly backing away, "I don't want any of your crazy mumbo jumbo. It was them that was after you, not me!"

Grant raises an eyebrow, showing his doubt. The babe sighs, "Eh, thought I'd try..." And starts to break off into a sprint, but before she could really get going though, Grant zapped her right in the back. A flash, and she was gone...Well, half of her was.

The babe opened her eyes after closing them on instinct when she heard that click, and noticed several things; one, her legs were gone; two, she was fused to the front end of a three-wheeled motorcycle; and three, her hair was pulled back into two long braided pigtails. "What the hell?!" She wanted to yell, but instead made a loud noise as if revving an engine.

Grant sniggered at her, watching her paw at her waistline, and confirming that she is indeed fused to the cycle. she turns to Grant behind her, taking note of the fact that the fused portion can move at least 180 degrees, and revs nervously. Grant struts over to her, and says, "Well, I prefer not to take the bus right now, and save some time." He jumps into the seat of the babe; which Grant decided to call 'Hotseat' since he emblazoned it on the chassis of the cycle, which **** Hotseat to loudly moan as she felt a sudden arousal. Grant admired his idea of making the leather seat an erogenous zone, and twirled a finger in front of her face, making her pause, then suddenly snap forward, hands to her side and sizeable chest pushed out, which was now only covered by a bikini top that looked like a pair of headlights covering her rack.

Grant grabbed onto her pigtails, and instructed her to drive to his old school, "Hi Hoe, Hotseat!" And Hotseat peeled off as if it was the most natural thing in the world for her to drive with her wheels, moaning all the way as she now feels the rumblings of the engine and the new fetish for her hair being tugged turns her on to no end, yet still obeying traffic laws.

• Biker dudes except the girl become little anime girls playing at being punk bikers, with their choppers becoming girly tricycles.
• The biker girl becomes half human half motorcycle; a motortaur if you will, in a skimpy themed bikini top and pigtail handlebars. Name changed to Hotseat.