Nearest clothing store

I was hesitant to trust Jeanie's guidance, but I was pleased to see she tugged us into the nearest clothing store, ignoring what must have been a much more tempting sex shop across the way. A sales associate waved cheerily from behind the registers, and I meekly returned the gesture as Jeanie snaked us through a maze of display racks. I spied our approaching destination: the dressing rooms. I randomly grab a top and pants from the racks we pass and hand them to Annie. "Don't worry; they'll fit." I reassured. Her wide eyes showed trepidation but also trust, not knowing her new proportions any more confidently than I could. Luckily, no one seemed to be trying on outfits today, and the dressing rooms were empty. We ducked into the handicap booth to get the most space. Jeanie floated above us as our ghostly audience.

Annie was examining herself in the wall mirror intently, finally lowering her hood in the room's privacy. Her luscious locks bounced free and framed her stunned face wonderfully. She was lifting the hem of her hoodie and shirt slowly to marvel at her new, trimmed waist and its packed-on muscles. She struggled to lift all her layers off her protruding tits, but they eventually bounced free in beautifully graceful arcs, perched proudly over her washboard waist. She bent as she lowered her jeans, now tight capris on her lengthened legs. Her decent panties had been eaten by her juicy ass cheeks, toned and jiggly from her upgrades. She looked at me through the mirror, blushing at my gaze. I quickly look away embarrassed while Jeanie only looked more intently. "Sorry." I offered limply at the floor.

"No, I get it. I'm sexy as hell, now." She smiled shyly. I heard her breath grow huskier from her own reflection. "You can look at your work." She turned to me, and I saw her hardening nipples in the flesh. "I look like a supermodel." She said almost in annoyance. "You can change me to something I want?" She placed her hands on her wide hips expectantly, and I knew I couldn't say no to such a goddess. Even Jeanie was nodding along with me.

"Of course! The changes were to punish those girls, not you. I can make you however you want to look. Just tell me." I opened my arms expectantly.

"Well, first, give me my original chest back. These tits are too much for me." She started her list of alterations, and I happily obliged. I heard Jeanie's betrayed sob as we all watched Annie's beautiful tits become more modest, losing their high perkiness and hanging more naturally. They looked to be a large B cup. she was now very bottom heavy with her thick thighs and sculpted calves. "Lose the extra fat down below, too. I like how the muscles look, though." Her tasty looking cheeks deflate as quickly as her top, leaving it pert and hard from years of squats in an instant. She looked like a competitive body builder, and I had to adjust my growing bulge. She obviously noticed in this confined room, but blushed as she continued. "Can you make me taller?" I willed it to be, telling her body to grow to her desired height. Her figure stretched proportionally as she grew another eight inches, leaving her a head taller than me. I was transfixed by her eye-level chest, beginning a staring contest with her pink nipples. The match ended when she pulled our borrowed outfit over her new towering form. I used the ring's power to make the outfit the correct sized, happy to see it affected things held by women as well. She now sported a plain pair of jeans and a graphic t-shirt, perfectly encasing her bulging physique.

I looked up at the giant athlete I shared a room with as she inspected her new perspective. I saw giddy wonder in her sparkling eyes as she flexed various muscle groups in pride. "This is incredible. I've always fantasized about being this big. I feel so much stronger, and it's sooooo sexy" She ran her hands over her chiseled torso, fingering the ridges of her six-pack. "I guess I should thank you." She said, coyly twirling a beautiful lock of hair. She stepped towards me quickly, pinning me to the changing room wall with her powerful frame. I felt myself flush under the confident gaze of this beautiful woman acting completely different from her mousy self before. She looked confident and hungry for something carnal. I merely nodded as she leaned down to part my lips with hers. This sudden power shift was confusing and erotic as she wrapped a strong arm around my waist and pressed me into her chest: the softest part of her powerful torso. My fingers raked along her hard abs, and I felt myself shiver as a slender hand pulled down my zipper. She released my straining member and began slowly tugging it to full hardness, impressed by my size. "let's see what this new body can do." She purred above me as she turned around to slowly peel down her new pants. She pulled her thongified panties to the side, revealing her dripping mound.