You knocked the remote over in the night

You went almost directly to bed, feeling extremely exhausted. As you fell asleep you played with your new hair, suddenly liking it more than you did before.

In the morning you awoke to find the remote on the floor, pointing at you.

“Damn.” you said, your new personality no longer happy with swearing. You jumped up and checked the remote, it looked undamaged.

You, however, were not so lucky. It had fired off and swapped something.

You looked in the mirror, unable to notice that you now had the high pitched voice of Eden.

Eden is 24 years old, and one of the smallest girls you know. In every department. She is 5 foot tall exactly, has long black hair that is always kept in a ponytail, and no arse of breasts to even acknowledge. She rarely wears a bra, because her tits are so small, to the point that most average mens pecs were larger.

You got dressed quickly and went into the main hall, where Rebecca was waiting. She was smiling at you, ready to play with the remote.

“You ready for the beach?” she asked. You nodded quietly, “Listen, I have an idea. How about we change ourselves before we go?”

“Why not.” you said, not willing to disagree with her, “Here you go.”

Again you just gave her the remote, trusting her completely.