Take Richard in

Hunter gave Richard a good look. Only the body was transformed - so the scary dude was now currently in the body of a busty, curvy terrified girl with a shitty undercut and jeans around her ankles. The ragged vest and poorly-fitting boxers left him/her almost naked.

"Shit, you look quite pathetic like that..." Hunter took a deep breath. "But you need to learn a lesson, Richard. We'll take you to our flat and you'll live like that for two weeks. Then I'll turn you back. Sounds good?"

The transformed's face was filled with inner turmoil before he/she gave a defeated girly gasp.

"Fine. But you'll give me a bigger cock after you turn me back, right?"

"Oh, you feel like negotiating?" Hunter pointed their finger at Richard, to the recently feminized dude's horror. Richard shrunk back and Hunter laughed. "Kidding. Okay, deal. You'll get a monster dong after this little experiment."

"So you want me to live as a girl?" Richard asked. "Guess I can't be "Richard", then... Okay, I'll be Rachel."

"Sounds good."

"And just call me like a girl, you know? Let's go all in."

"Kay, she/her pronouns then."

"Yeah, yeah." Rachel looked around. "Fuck, some people are coming up and I look as if ran away from a human trafficker." Rachel glanced at the trio. "Eh, not a PC joke? Whatever."

Sam took off his purple jacket.

"Here, Rachel, take it. Cover yourself up."

Rachel cringed a little bit, still not used to her new body and name. She tried to pull up her jeans, before giving up and letting them fall. She took Sam's jacket and put it on. It was long and baggy, and easily covered up Rachel's freedom-loving tits and perky ass.

"Okay, let's go." Rachel had a look of grim determination on her face.

Hunter, Sam, and Kim's place was a nice, tidy, roomy apartment with three bedrooms, a bathroom, a kitchen and a living room. They all stood together in the living room. Rachel stood naked in front of a large mirror, squeezing her breasts curiously.

"Wow, it feels strange. But hey, boobs on demand."

"Stop playing with yourself, Rachel," said Kim with frustration, wrapping Rachel's waist with a measuring tape. "I'm trying to get your measurements. You need some new clothing."

"Yeah, that's weird" Sam suddenly realized. "Only Rich- Rachel's body changed. Hair and clothes stayed the same. Hmm..."

Sam stared at his laptop and imagined it turning pink. No luck.

"I think we can only change people's physical sex characteristics. Decide if someone is male, female, or intersex - and what kind of intersex, probably."

"That can't be right," replied Hunter. "I specifically went for the most feminine body plan I could. Rachel, are women in your family curvy?"

"Nah, all flat as boards." Rachel kept playing with her tits.

"But that's still a physical characteristic," noticed Sam.

Kim noted down all the measurement. She sat on the couch and looked at her notes.

"Hey, Rachel, could you put on your boxers?"

Rachel shrugged and bend down to pick them up from the ground. She put them on and stared with anticipation at Sam.

Sam imgined Rachel in silky, lacy, pink panties. Just before his eyes, the boxers turned into this type of underwear. Rachel's eyes went wide.

"Oh shit!" she yelled and jumped out of her undies. Sam focused on the panties on the floor, trying to turn them back into boxers. No luck.

"Look, we can adjust the masculinity and femininity of whatever as long as it's somehow a part of someone." Sam grinned. "That could be fun!"

"Okay, but could you not experiment on me for five seconds?" asked Rachel, a look of hopeless frustration in her eyes.

"Okay. Sorry."

Sam went back to reading his manga. Hunter grinned and closed their eyes. They imagined their perfect body - slim and fit, with narrow, not at all feminine thighs, a sexless chest, and relatively narrow shoulders - this time taking care to mold the clothes to the shifting body. Hunter felt their thighs and boobs dwindle, as if sucked inside, a new feeling of strength as the amount of testosterone in the body went up a bit, causing muscles to grow just a little.

Hunter opened their eyes and walked up to mirror, next to Rachel. The new girl was very shocked.

"Oh, you can do this to yourself too?"

"Yeah." Hunter took off their shirt, slipped out of their chest binder - now useless - and admired their new body. "Hmm... Maybe sharper facial features... Oh, now that's nice."

Hunter felt euphoric. Finally their body matched their mind...

Almost.

Hunter felt an unpleasant nagging in their crotch. They always found their junk kinda unsatisfactory. But could this power transform it in that way? After all, even if it could alter sexual characteristics, no human on Earth has it formed perfectly like that...

Hunter looked inside their pants at their pussy and little clit and sighed.

"Well, if I fuck this up, I'll be able to fix it. Here goes nothing."

Hunter shut their eyes and visualised it well - the clit expanding into a juicy, 6 inch cock, testicles filing up the labia, but without closing the vagina - well, maybe just a little bit, fuck, no, and the boxers need more space, wait, oh shit, what if Hunter got themself pregnant, nah, you have to alter this and that and...

"Ahh, fuck."

Hunter opened their eyes and looked down. Yup, the cock was there alright. They pulled down their pants and started feeling it up. The penis was present in place of the clitoris, but for some reason, it was just as sensitive as the clit, just bigger. Hunter considered that fuckup a win. Testicles were present and so was the ballsack - it smoothly split and transitioned into pussy lips at the back. Hunter slipped a finger in and gasped. Yup, the opening was present.

"Shit, best of both worlds, I see..." muttered Rachel. "You enjoying yourself?"

Hunter blushed and stopped fingering themself. They glanced at themself in a mirror.

"Maybe too masc... Just a little bit of fat on the chest, maybe..."

"Oh, fuck." Rachel rolled their eyes. "I can tell you were born a woman. You're gonna spend hours dressing yourself up."

Hunter shot her a dirty look. She stuck out her tongue.

"What are you going to do? Give me bigger tits?"

Hunter chuckled, settling for some AAs to soften the look. Finally, everything was in place. Hunter would look perfectly sexually ambigious fully dressed, shirtless, and even naked. They felt much better as all the dysphoria was completely gone. Their body was fully synched to their brain.

Hunter noticed Kim glancing at them. Her cheeks were red.

"You'd like to try it?" Hunter grinned, thrusting their pelvis.

"A dick... Like on me, or in me? What do you mean?"

"Well, what do you want me to mean...?"

Kim bit her lip and shook her head.

"I need to go get some clothes for Rachel... Yeah, Rachel, what style would you prefer?"

"Fuck, I know nothing about women's clothes..."

"That's okay! Just, would you prefer a tomboy style, or something more feminine? Risque or conservative? I can pick up whatever. You only have your vest, jeans and underwear, and even if we mold it to your body, it's not gonna be enough long term."