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"Wow. You're a girl for me. An ugly girl, but I'm going to fix that." Steve said. "Reshape your body. Widen your hips, shrink your waist, up the size of your thighs. I want you to have the build of a female wrestler."

James felt his body shift according to Steve's directions. His whole center of gravity seemed to shift as his legs and abdomen adjusted, along with smaller, subtler adjustments to the rest of his body. After what seemed like no time, his body felt completely different. There was a new power to his muscles, like he could do anything, even if his body still felt decidedly feminine.

"Better," Steve remarked, looking over James' new body, "but you're still not the woman I'm looking for. Reshape your face into a statuesque beauty, classically feminine but still angular and powerful. While you're at it, grow your hair down to your shoulders."

James felt the last bit that felt like his old self disappear as his face adjusted. It didn't feel nearly as strange as the adjustments to his body, but it was still his identity, which was now gone. He wondered just how much further Steve could change him?

"Still too small." Steve said. James thought to himself, 'How much bigger do you want me to be? I'm already big and well built.' Steve continued, answering James' unasked question. "Grow to the height of an average basketball player, incredibly tall, and make sure your body is strong enough to lift me. I want a girl that can manhandle me, and you're going to be that girl."

Even as James shot up in height, he felt his muscles grow even stronger. Now he towered over Steve, practically a giant, with well defined and incredibly powerful muscles rippling across his giant form. It might even be hot to feel this way, if he weren't so helpless.

"Oh. My. God. You're perfect, Jamie. You've got the body of my dreams."