A shift in perspective

The air feels heavier. Charged. The four women stand before you, wide-eyed, taking in the impossible transformation. You tower over them now, every inch of you imposing power. You must be at least 6'4, a massive difference from before. You've never felt bad about your height, but this... this feels incredible!

Riley, your young wife, steps closer, almost hesitant. Almost. Her hand lifts toward your chest again, like she’s drawn to you by instinct alone. When her fingers make contact, she exhales sharply.

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"This is unreal. Yet it feels real."

She presses a little harder, as if testing if you're solid. You are. You’re more than solid—you’re unmovable.

Chloe lets out a breathless laugh, shaking her head.

"I feel like we should be scared... but I’m not. In fact, I'm kinda turned on. There's no fucking way I can understand what just happen, but somehow... I just don't care."

She looks at your dick.

"That thing... was not there just moments ago. And you, you were not this man. But I do like the change."

Tatiana comes closer, her gaze passing over your newly sculpted form.

"I don’t think you realize what you look like right now."

You smirk.

"Oh, I do. I'm your fantasy man."

The confidence in your voice—deeper, smoother—makes her pause. Her lips part slightly, and something flickers in her expression.

"I-"

"Shh!" you reply.

Eve stays in the background, with keen eyes as Chloe and Riley moves closer.

She tilts her head.

"You’re not just bigger," Eve says, "here and there..."

You meet her gaze, unwavering.

"No."

A silence stretches between you all, thick with something new. Something unspoken.

You don’t just look different.

You are different.

And they feel it.

It’s in the way Riley bites her lip, her fingers slowly running down your chest. The way Chloe, the confident man-eater fidgets, arms crossing, then uncrossing. The way Tatiana keeps looking, her usual composure slipping. The way Eve holds your gaze just a little too long before exhaling and shaking her head.

"Well... this changes things," Eve says, and comes closer.

It does.

You can't believe it worked. A cheat code from an old game. It says something about this universe you live in. Is it a simulation, a game? It has to be. There's no other way. You should be worried, shocked. Yet, as Eve, Tatiana and Chloe joins Riley and begin to run their hands over your body, you quickly forget philosophy.