Rachel and John learn there is a limit to his powers

Rachel took a while to calm down enough to talk to John again, but she knew it needed to happen. She marched out of the bathroom and back to the table where John was sitting with his head in his hands.

She crossed her arms and glared at him. “I think it’s time I went back to normal.”

John nodded, embarrassed and ashamed. “I shouldn’t have done any of this. I’m sorry.”

Rachel blushed. “It’s fine,” she said, trying to play it off. “But you need to turn me back now.”

John nodded. He snapped his fingers and the two friend looked at each other confused. Richard was still a hot Indian bombshell but he was once again wearing his original, poorly fitting tee shirt. The snap reversed the change John made in the changing room, but that was it.

"This isn't funny. Turn me back into a guy. I want to be Richard again."

"Shit. I'm sorry. I must have messed up. Give me another sec." John snapped his fingers several times but nothing changed. He looked down at his hands as if they were broken. "Huh, let me try this."

John snapped again. There was now a twenty two year old Indian man sitting across the table from him. He looked like he could be Richard's brother, but it was definitely not Richard.

"What the hell?" The man started feeling up his body. "This isn't right at all."

"I can't undue my changes for some reason. I used my tower to turn you into a guy named Richard, but I can't specifically turn you back into the Richard you were previously.

Panicked, Richard pulled his phone from his pants and looked through his gallery. Sure enough, it was filled with pictures of some Indian guy with a bunch of people he had never seen before.

"Dude. Last time, I had pictures of female me with my original family. I don't know a single person on my phone anymore." He started to hyperventilate.

"I said I'm sorry! I don't know what to do. Maybe my power as something like a time limit. I can undo recent changes but after I use it too many times, I can only make brand new changes."

"That's not how you said it worked." Richard felt his face and began to cry. "You said you could change anything. You promised you could turn me back at any time."

"I'm sorry, I really am. I don't have as much control as I thought. I don't know how to change you back." John was scared. He never really knew what he was doing.

Richard stood up. He wiped a tear from his eye and began to walk away. He wasn't sure where he was going, but he knew he didn't want to spend one more second with John.

John panicked. "Wait! I'm sorry, really. I'll find a way to fix you." John reached out and grabbed Richard's arm. "I know you don't want to hear this, but I can still give you your original family back, in a way."

Richard paused as the implication of John's statement started to sink in. "You sick pig. You want to turn me back into Rachel?" he asked, his voice shaking.

"No. Yes. I mean, you were still technically you when you were Rachel. It won't be perfect. Normal, even. But you can still go back home to your original family. You would just have to get used to having a pussy."

"Can you hear yourself? Completely normal but with a pussy? Really fucking normal! I was Rachel for like, two hours. Who knows what my childhood was like, what my interests are. I don't know if I am studying the same subject. I don't even know if I'm in college anymore!" Richard was crying.

"I know, I know. I can't promise that everything will be the same, but you have my word that I will devote every hour of my day to making sure that being Rachel is as good a life as it can be. If you aren't going to college anymore, I change reality to change that. I can fix your interests and your grades. Whatever it takes, I will make it up to you!"

Richard looked down at his chest, imagining himself with a pair of breasts again. He hated himself for even considering John's proposal. He turned back to John and shook his head.

"Fine," Richard said through tears. "But no more mental changes. You can make me Rachel and you can use your powers to make the world right, but my mind is permanently off limits."

John nodded and smiled. He snapped his finger and Richard once again felt the uncomfortable sensation of his breasts trying to burst through is male tee shirt.

"You can... give me my red lingerie again." Richard, now Rachel, blushed.

John laughed. "No can do. I'm pretty sure that change is too old to revert, but we can go get you a whole new wardrobe of your choosing. I don't know what the clothes you have back at the dorm look like, but I'm pretty sure your original clothes won't do you much good anymore."