Harvey has a Plan

Beep!

Jerry, or now Sherry, chirped at the unexpected, instant, and very drastic changes that’d just been made to his, er-, sorry; her entire nervous system.

“I’d rather die.” Harvey growled through clenched teeth. “She will suffer for her crimes against my psyche.”

“Duuude…” Adam said in amazement, watching a stunned Sherry’s legs wobble and shake along with the rest of her sexy, slender figure.

“Har-... Harvey, what did you do?” Sherry asked slowly and with wide eyes, clearly not used to the soft, angelic tones that escaped her lips when she spoke. She looked down at her body, which had gone through a more-than-noticeable transformation. Sherry’s once-skinny, bony body looked to have filled out with healthy, supple flesh in all the right places; her figure was similar to Celeste’s in build, having narrow shoulders, an impossibly tight waistline, with a round, perky butt attached to a set of wide hips and long, toned legs. The clothing she wore had changed to a degree, as well; her black-and-white colored, camouflage T-shirt tightly had shrunk and was clinging tightly onto her girly torso and pert, braless breasts, while her once-loose-fitting basketball shorts were now a pair of dark blue, jogging short-shorts that had a noticeable, round lump in the front.

Harvey blinked a few times, asking himself the same question that his friend just asked as he watched Sherry bring up her hands and carefully run her fingers back through the long, unkempt, raven mane that’d disorderly grown out from her crown in a flash.

“Sorry, Jerry, I wasn’t thinking.” Harvey sighed, raising the remote again. “Here, let me fix... it.” Just like before at the dinner table, when he tried to make a second consecutive alteration, it wouldn’t work. “What’s this thing's deal?”

“You didn’t read the back of it, did you?” Adam asked, crossing his arms while his focus was glued to Sherry, who was softly letting out little moans as her hands explored her new, sensitive body.

“Read the-? … Oh.” Harvey said with a confused frown as he turned the remote over and quietly read the cursive note carved into the casing with gold-lining.

“As per request, this remote control can only be used by an individual once. After another person has used it, said individual may access its features once again. This law applies to all who use the Remote Control.”

“I don’t remember any of us asking for that.” Harvey said with an irritated grimace. “Do you think she did this because of the prank call?”

“Prolly.” Adam shrugged. “Could’ve been worse, I guess.”

“You’ve got a point.”

“This. Is. Incredible…” Sherry openly moaned, one hand rubbing hard at her left breast while the other groped her average-sized bulge. She slunk down to her knees, then completely onto the floor, writhing around and moaning in her smooth, sexy voice. “Ahhphuuuckyeeesss…”

Adam, with the same look in his eyes from when they entered the room, snapped his head towards Harvey and extended his arm.

“Gimmie.”

Harvey hesitated, for obvious reasons as far as an overall position of power dynamics went… But, he quickly realized that Adam had made a good point earlier. He could’ve taken the remote from him by **** at any moment from then until now, and was offering to do something to himself that, admittedly, Harvey wouldn’t mind seeing in the slightest. They’d been good friends for as long as he could remember, so surely Adam wouldn’t turn him into a brainless bimbo the first chance he got, right? Besides, Adam only had one chance to completely take control of everyone and everything, and there were still too many variables for things to go wrong at the time being... Still, Adam was Adam; a deviant control-freak with a dangerous, perverted mind.

“Fine.” He said, tossing the remote to Adam from where he was sitting against the wall.

Adam’s hand was swift and precise as it snatched the magical device. The tall fatboy sat up straight and examined the device, quickly location the setting he’d promised to find before. Then, he raised his arm and placed the remote against his temple, like he would a gun... for a much more dramatic effect than intended, hopefully.

Edgy shithead, Harvey thought with a frown.

“Goodbye, Adam. And hello-”

Beep!

“... Eve?” She said with an uncertain expression on her pretty face, not having bothered to think up a less cliche name before making that very transformative decision, Harvey assumed.

And transformative it was, Harvey thought with a slack jaw and wide eyes, staring up at the six-foot-two, short-blonde-haired, and super-stacked babe that was sitting where Adam had been before. The white muscle-shirt containing her two bowling-ball-sized tits fit perfectly around their natural but rounded shape, its fabric having become much more elastic in the material properties; as well as displayed her slender torso, tight stomach, and bare, toned arms quite nicely. Eve’s lower half, however, were in complete contrast to the upper, flaring out dramatically at her hips, thighs, and ass; especially at her big, ridiculous ass, and the grey sweatpants that’d been covering her old legs were now a pair of skin-tight yoga pants, causing her juicy, baby-soft thigh-meat to bubble out of of the fabric as it held all of her newly redistributed and subatomically-altered flesh together compactly.

Everyone was speechless at the sight of Eve, in all of her erotic glory, even Sherry, who had stopped rolling around on the floor with her hands still on her small tits.

Without looking away from the two massive mammaries that were now attached to her, Eve tossed the remote back over towards Harvey’s direction, hitting him square in his unresponsive, shocked face. Her outstretched arms quickly pulled themselves in and pressed into her cartoonish tits with all of her ****, then every inch of her body began to tremble and twitch as she collapsed onto her back, now roughly kneading her own breasts without mercy over her stretchy top while giggling maniacally.

Aside from the creepy vibe of that girly laugh and the way she carelessly pulled at and crushed her pillowy tits between her fingers, which all reminded him of his friend’s disturbing, awkward nature, Harvey sincerely wanted to be the first one to give that new body of her’s a thorough test drive.

Unfortunately for two things, Sherry was apparently calling dibs by leaping from the floor and onto Eve to help **** her breasts, and Harvey had an important matter to take care of before he could finally rest easy and let loose.

“****!” Eve crudely joked in her sultry-smooth, butch-like voice, still giggling while Sherry’s fingers quickly moved away from her glorious chest and had roamed down to her massive, bouncy butt, her small hands almost completely lost in the sea of smooth, jiggly flesh. “Ra-ha-hoo! Oh, shit! My ass is huuuge! Ahah!”

The last thing Harvey saw before he closed the room to his door was the two of them attached at the hip after rolling onto their sides with Eve looking back at wide backside with an ecstatic, wide-eyed expression on her face, who looked nothing like her old self, and much more like a younger, Amazonian version of his mother. He turned to face down the hall, catching the view of his sister’s door at the very end. The hallway light was off, and Harvey could spot the pink carpet of her room from the illuminated crack of space under her door with the faint sound of soft, pop music gently playing.

This was it, Harvey thought, then made his way towards that direction as he looked across the face of the remote control for a good punishment to start off with for his dear, loving sister.

It didn’t take him long to find one that he felt to be more than appropriate for a brainiac like her.

Standing outside of Harley’s door, two things suddenly struck him. The first, was that he hadn’t checked to see if the light on his laptop’s camera had ever been on during that unreal exchange with his friends. The second, well, he wasn’t sure, but it rang like metal on impact and caused everything to go black.