Going the Other Direction

“Wow, there’s a lot of options…” Rebecca was scrolling through the menus of the Project Altered app. I stepped forward, trying to decide if I should let her use the app or try and grab my phone back while she was distracted, but then she looked up at me before I could make up my mind. “What? You look concerned.”

“Just… be careful” I said, awkwardly putting my hand behind my head to mask my earlier instinct to snatch the phone away. “I feel like having full control over your own body could be dangerous is all.”

Rebecca gave me a devious smirk but said nothing. She looked back down at the phone and returned to the Height menu. “Let’s see what setting my height at 0% would do!”

“Wait!” I said, jumping forward to try and stop her, but she hit the Apply button before I could make it to her.

FOOMPH!

The arm holding the phone immediately withdrew in length until it was half the size it had been before, causing Rebecca to drop my phone. She held her arm out in front of her in scared astonishment as, FOOMPH, her other arm joined the original in its smaller size. I picked my phone up from the floor and watched as, with a series of similar sounds, Rebecca’s legs and feet shrunk down too. When the change was over, Rebecca was 4’5” with the body shape of someone with dwarfism. Her legs and arms were much shorter than her torso or her head, giving the opposite cartoonish effect to her than the 100% height change had.

There was stunned silence for a moment as we looked back and forth between each other.

“You… forgot to turn off ‘Uneven Change’ in the Height menu.”

And then, we laughed at the ridiculousness of the whole thing.

Obviously, we reverted her changes not long after that. First, we checked off the ‘Uneven Change’ box to see what she’d look like as a smaller version of her already petite normal self. Rebecca settled on reverting her height at 5’8” so the two of us were a little closer in height than before.

After fixing her height, we toyed with her hair color again, picking a very vibrant purple color that looked natural despite the artificial color. Rebecca played with the Body menu by giving herself a defined 6-pack and slightly more muscle on her arms and legs. I noted that her already athletically fit ass grew tighter and firmer with these changes, but when I hopefully pointed out increasing its size, Rebecca laughed and jokingly scolded me for “thinking with my penis”. Dammit.

As the day wore on and we tested the limits more and more, we found that my original theory on the patch getting more accustomed to her proved to be mostly true. Changes that had minimal effect at first would have a slightly more efficient effect if we circled back to it hours later. For example, Rebecca tried to give herself wings at one point but was only able to create translucent ones no bigger than my hands at first. When we tried again later that afternoon, the wings were as thick as cardboard and as long as my forearm!

Excited by these developments, we called it a day and jotted down our notes. I made a quick trip to the store and picked up some pasta, tomato sauce, and garlic bread to have for dinner. Funnily enough, the grocery store near the apartment had Ex Machina as well, so I bought that too. Moments later, we were seated in the living room watching an excellent movie over my very-average pasta dinner.

“Man, the tension between Caleb and Nathan is so intense. Oscar Isaac is such a good actor,” I said with a mouthful of pasta.

“Oh, for sure, but Alicia Vikander is the real standout in this movie.” Rebecca remarked on the edge of her seat. “Her robot-thing is so scarily realistic and believable. Plus, she’s fine as hell.”

I nearly choked on my food at that remark and had to take a minute to catch myself. “Hold on, are you into women?” I asked with a sly smirk.

Rebecca acted nonchalantly, but her face flushed at my question. “Pfft, I guess, but I like my men just as much as I like my women. Sexy as fuck.” She added a little wink to the end of this comment that caused my heart to do a little flutter.

I chuckled and returned to watching the film and eating my food. Suddenly, a thought crossed my mind. “How cool would it be if the app could make you look like her?”

“That would be so cool. I’d love to spend a day in her shoes,” Rebecca said with a smile and a nod before she realized the proposition in my question. “Wait, can we actually do that?!”

“Let’s see!” I set my fork down and pulled out my phone, opening the app. I couldn’t find a menu for Rebecca Grafton that matched what I wanted, so I backed out of her profile and clicked Settings to see if that might hold the secrets I was looking for. Sure enough, there was an option there that seemed similar to what we wanted: Copy Characteristics.

“I’ve got something here that might let me ‘copy characteristics’ in the settings. Maybe I can do something like a copy and paste-“

Rebecca playfully grabbed the phone from my hand before I could finish. “Oh my god, I completely forgot about the Settings. We should’ve checked that out way before now.” She started scrolling through the settings as she spoke. “What else is in here?”

I laughed and reached for my phone, but she skillfully kept it out of my reach. “Well, I’d know if you’d let me look at my damn phone.”

“Woah, check this out.” She finally handed the phone over, pointing to an unchecked box on the screen. “There’s an option here to ‘modify profile’s age’! I could see what I look like when I’m like 40 or something!”

Damn, that was interesting. But… “I thought we were going to make you look like Miss Vikander?”

Rebecca stuck out her bottom lip and put on the cutest damn puppy dog face I’d ever seen. “Come on, pleeeaassee? We can do the sexy Alicia thing later. Please?”