Billy

John gnawed thoughtfully on her lip as she considered her lab partner Billy. Up until now she had simply willed a desired change or wished for something she wanted and the shifter inside her did the rest, but now she wanted to try something different. Still cradling Laura's feet in her hands, John closed her eyes and reached out, attempting to read the strands of reality she'd been altering.

Superimposed over the real world were thousands of threads of varying thicknesses and luminosity all interwoven together. She mentally reached for the most prominent strand and found herself flooded with information about herself, much she knew and still some that surprised her.

Realizing a myriad number of ways she could change herself, John set those thoughts aside and began tracing through threads directly connected to her own, her parents, her brother, her best friend that moved away when she was six, the annoying little boy who pulled her hair in kindergarten, she traced her way through connections she hadn't realized she had, ultimately finding that which she was looking for.

Billy Winkler was eighteen and the epitome of the nerd stereotype. With his wire rim glasses, greasy black hair and thin acne pockmarked face he was not the first person one considered when thinking of attractiveness. His father passed on, leaving behind Billy, his nineteen year old sister and very good looking forty year old mother. Billy had few social interests but he played the keyboard and lead a group of friends in a biweekly role playing game. He even developed feelings for one of the female players in the game. He was treading carefully keeping, using his game character to probe their emotional state.

John licked her lips as she thought of just what she wanted to do to and for Billy. She willed his penis from its modest five and a half inch erection to a more impressive seven inches, even as she doubled it's girth, taking care of those nasty "wee willie" jokes she heard. She willed his semen to have a very pleasant taste, often the favored flavor of his lover, and she gave it mild narcotic and hypnotic properties, making those who drank from his improved member relaxed and susceptible to suggestion. Finally, she willed Billy to have an intense love of blowjobs. Having chosen her changes John grabbed the thread in her minds eye and twisted.

In this Threadsight the world collapses in on itself and violently convulses, ripping nearly in half before mending itself into the new reality you crafted. Swallowing back the bile that surged with the sudden reimaging of nature, John dropped out of Threadsight to examine the new changes.

Billy is still sitting where he was, but now one of the band girls is kneeling at his side slowly licking her way up and down his erect member. You smile to yourself as one of the girls who was just shy of the cool group knelt beside him and spoke to him briefly, her eyes never leaving his throbbing dick. Billy reached down to grab a PDA at his side and thumb through some information before reaching up and writing a date and time on her left breast. The girl smiled and set off on her merry way and John dove back into Threadsight to see just how her twisting of reality had gone.