It’s a hit!

Her tiny hand smacked the device, sending it tumbling out of your hands. It turned end over and as it flew through the air before landing with a splash in a nearby toilet. It sizzled and sparked before letting out a blinding flash of light.

You both stood, frozen. As the light faded and you saw Joanna, your lips twisted into a grin. The device seemed to have had one last change in store for her: in addition to her new petite body, Joanna was now a half-naked, curvy latina.

Unaware of the extra change but keenly aware of what the light might mean, Joanna’s expression turned to one of panic as she rushed over to the device, fishing it out of the bowl.

“Come on, come on come on come onn, please work, por favor!”

She tapped at the screen but the device refused to turn on. It was dead.

You burst out laughing at the situation.

She quickly turned to you.

“The fuck are joo laughing at, puta? I—“

She broke off, realising how her voice sounded.

“What the fuck? What did joo do to me?!”

“I did nothing. It must haff happened ven the device broke!” you said playfully, shrugging.

“Joo mean I am stuck like…like thees??”

She gestured to her tiny, tanned form.

“I cannot—I…”

“I guess I vill see you around, Ana!”

You winked at the shocked girl and left the bathroom, door swinging closed behind you.

* * *

As it turned out, only you and Joanna, now Ana, remembered how each of you had been before your transformations. Ana had a harder time than you adjusting to her new life. After all, she’d gone from being tall and athletic, the most popular girl in school, to easily the shortest. Her friends, who were by no means especially tall, now positively towered over her.

She was still popular, just not for the same reasons. The device seemed to have changed a lot in that flash. After you’d left, the mental changes from the device going haywire had taken effect. While Joanna had been smart, confident, and manipulative, twisting every popular guy around her finger, the new Ana was quite the opposite. A bit dim and much weaker willed, Ana was easily manipulated by every guy she met. Her new personality made her notoriously easy, and everybody else knew it.

“I hope Sam likes these!” Ana giggled to herself, taking a picture.

“He said he loves me! No va a estar como la última vez. The last three guys said that and left after we had sex, but he’s different, lo sé!”