Turnabout is Fair Play

“What perverted mind decided Breast and Penis is different from Body Modification.” Kate gave Jack a sidelong glance as she began a closer inspection of the remote. “Was it you? Not judging or anything, kinda like it actually.” Frozen in time Jack couldn’t answer, probably not even aware of the question. Kate rolled her eyes as she clicked open the lid on the Remote’s backside, seeing a pair of triple-A batteries inside. She felt relieved that it wasn’t powered by some comic-book Unobtanium but also disappointed you didn’t actually need 1.21 Gigawatts to manipulate time and the fabric of reality. Well, one childhood destroyed, another to go.

Pressing on the [TG] button Kate played with the primary slider and the originally average Jack morphed into a tasty hunk of fuckmeat. The combination a chiselled jaw, wide shoulders with thick arms and well-defined pectorals underneath his shirt had Kate hungrily licking her lips before reaching any further down. His new masculine scent was intoxicating and she wasn’t above taking full advantage as she pressed her body against his, taking deep breaths. “Not half bad as a physical manifestation of a Hugo Boss commercial. Mmmh, fucking delicious. Be a good girl and we might revisit this.” Kate reversed the changes and pulled the slider to the opposite side to find a suitable level of drop-dead-gorgeous, but not before burning the image into her memory.

Even without altering anything else, it was easy. Jack’s body beautifully balanced feminine grace and tone with a subtle strength visible in his figure as the fleshy curves molded themselves against his casual clothes. Kate felt a sting of jealousy as she ran her gaze along his long, shapely legs, then turning devious when she considered using Jack as a personal mannequin. After making a few final adjustments with some secondary sliders, she scrolled down to the name section since Jack needed a new one at this point.

Kate started sounding out some variant endings with -i, -y, -off and -ass, only the last two were a serious contender as she moved on. “...don’t think you’re the ‘J’ kind of person,” she said with a sigh and continued muttering to herself, “much more partial to Raven.” Her grin was devilish as she waited a moment for his response. “I’ll take your silence as an agreement.” Acknowledging her changes to Raven-formerly-Jack with the Remote, Kate made sure she would be aware of everything even if the world wouldn’t. As to confirm, the Goth searched her pocket and fished out a wallet to inspect the ID inside. Everything checked out and Raven looked out of the picture with a disinterested expression.

Not done by a longshot, Kate navigated to the [BM] tab. Mirroring her own, Raven’s skin turned to a porcelain complexion that seemed fragile and ready to shatter into a thousand shards if handled roughly. With a few more adjustments, she removed any blemishes and hair except on her head, which she lengthened and like waves cascaded beneath her shoulder blades. Its natural color shifted to an artificial black and streaks of dark purple appeared as highlights among the curls. The vengeful Goth continued to gleefully play with the color palette adding a layer of permanent ‘makeup’ to Raven’s face. After inputting the commands on the Remote, Raven’s eyebrows looked as if drawn with sharp strokes by a pencil, while the area around her icy eyes was shaded with dark and lilac tones and her luscious lips was now a seductive onyx - all nicely contrasting with her deathly pallor. As a final touch, she extended Raven’s incisors to barely noticeable fangs as Kate increasingly thought of Raven as a life-sized vampiric doll. Despite herself, she started humming Aqua’s parasitic late-90s mind worm and swaying her hips with some impromptu dance movements.

Raven had retained Jack’s height which Kate’s pride couldn’t allow, so she reduced her an inch or so below her own modest five-and-a-half feet. Certainly petty, but Kate couldn’t care less. Turnabout's fair play and she thoroughly enjoyed twisting Jack’s life as he had done hers. It was different in the breast department where the small mounds of flesh matched her lithe figure. For parity’s sake, however, she increased the volume with a magical injection of silicone to D-cups and they swelled with an unnatural firmness using the handy [IMPLANTS - FAKE] option. In an impromptu decision, she did the same to the naughty girl’s soon-to-be spanked ass. With 2:1 on the current giveth and taketh scale, she adjusted Raven’s age backwards to 19. Going one-for-one with the total amount of cup sizes. Using the Driver’s License again after confirming her changes. Kate snickered at the 21 year old in the photo, she started to like Raven.

At the realisation, she felt uncertain.

Raven had potential. The [MC] and [LS] tabs could enhance or realise it instantly, but training the part of Jack that remained to embrace it willingly would feel so good. Maybe even worth the effort.