Paying Jade a visit

Having to wake up for a morning shift at the coffee shop is never fun, but at least I get out before the rest of my family can bother me at the breakfast table. And getting to have some actual proper coffee at work is a perk as well. I took the Alterscope with me as well along with a few pennies, partly because I didn’t want to risk leaving it at home with potential snooping family members running around, and partly because—well, you never know when something like that might come in handy.

The morning rush at work didn’t leave me all that much time to ponder its possibilities though, I was just glad when the worst was over and I could have my second coffee in peace. Even after things slowed down, I didn’t take out the scope though—my coworkers may be attractive, but they're good people and they don’t deserve to be altered without their consent.

Letting my thoughts wander, I did have someone in mind who I wanted to try new things with though. With all the different things I did with the Alterscope, and all their potential ramifications, I felt more and more like I needed a confidant, and as nice as Megan was to me now, I could hardly tell her I had changed her into a porn magazine and jacked off over her. No, that someone would both have to be able to keep a secret, and open to new experiences. And as luck would have it, I had met a person just like that the day before.

The bell above the entrance to Leather and Lace chimed, signifying my arrival at the erotic goods store. A moment later, a familiar face turned around behind the counter, where she had been sorting magazines. (Just sorting? Well, let's just go with that)

“Oh hi, you came back! Were you ‘satisfied’ with your purchase yesterday?” Her grin made it clear that if she was judging, her judgment on making good use of the onahole would turn out purely positive.

“Hi Jade! I had a lot of fun with it, in fact.” I hesitated. Should I really tell her about the Alterscope? Did I actually trust another person with this knowledge?

Jade seemed to sense my apprehension, probably something a lot of her customers struggle with. “So, did you come back to shop for something else? Maybe something to go with it? Don’t be shy, I’ve seen it all!”

That was my cue. “In fact, you probably haven’t. I actually came here to show you something.” I put my bag on the counter and took out the Alterscope.

She gave me a puzzled look. “What’s that thing? Are you sure I want to see this? This looks more like some boring museum piece.”

“Yeah, I thought so too when I first saw it, but I promise you it's anything but!” I clicked the emerald lens in place and pointed the scope at a pair of handcuffs hanging from one of the shelves. Click.

“What, is this some kind of old-timey camera? And what's so special about these handcuffs?”

“Just look.” I took one of the pennies I brought with me out of my bag and set it on the counter. Then a quick application of the ruby lens and another click. After a quick flicker, there was a pair of handcuffs with a small imprint of Abraham Lincoln's face stamped on the side.

Jade’s look of confusion gave way to one of pure bafflement. “What? How did that just happen?”

I held out the handcuffs for her to inspect. “I thought this might interest you”, I told her with a smirk.

After about a minute of her standing there, fiddling with the new pair of handcuffs, she strode to the door and flipped the sign to Closed. “Come with me to the back, I think I have to delete some security footage. And you better tell me exactly how this thing works.”

We went to the small back office together, her settling into the computer chair and me standing awkwardly to the side. “As for why it works, I have no clue. As far as I can tell, magic is real, and this thing is magic. As for how it works, you see these colored lenses in the front”, I held out the Alterscope to her. “The green one is Copy, the red one is Paste, the purple is Reset. Can you hand me the new cuffs back?”

She interrupted her work in the security program for a moment to give me the newly minted handcuffs.

“So I pop out the green and red lenses, and pop in the purple one”, I narrated my movements, “point it at the thing I transformed, and then I press this button here”, and with a click, there was a penny on the desk again.

Jade seemed to be done deleting the security footage, and dedicated her attention back to the scope. “And what’s the blue lens for? Copy, Paste and Reset seems like a full set of functions to me.”

“Well, the blue lens is part of the reason for my visit today. You see, this thing works on people.”

“It does what.”

I blushed. Should I really tell her? Oh well, fuck it I guess. “My sister may have accidentally spent some time as a porno magazine.”

After a moment of silence, Jade let loose a hearty belly laugh. Her face completely serious again, she asked, “She’s fine, right?”

“Yes she is. She doesn’t remember anything about her time as a printed book. And that’s what I’m told the blue lens is for—it lets people remember.”

“And you came here because you thought you could try it out on me.” Uh-oh. Her face was cold as stone.

Even more heat flushed into my cheeks. “Uh, you’re the first person I’m telling about this thing. And I thought, with your consent…”

“Hell yeah, of course I wanna try this! This sounds like something nobody has ever experienced before, it’s gonna be sick!” She put on her serious face for another moment. “Of course, I’ll set up a safe call with my sister first. If you don’t turn me back before my shift ends, she’s gonna get a scheduled text from me, and she’s gonna get the police to find you, and you don’t want that.” She brightened back up. “Anyway! Sorry to kill the mood like that, but I think you get why I have to do this. Now, did you have an idea about what you want me to become?”

“Uh, I thought I’d let you pick. It’s your body after all.”

She got up from her office seat and we went back to the main shop. She went through the aisles looking for inspiration. After a while, inspiration struck. “Ha! When you were here shopping yesterday, you asked for a sex doll, right? Before settling for that onahole. I think I’ll let you make me into one, if I get a favor from you in return.”

“What kind of favor?”

A smirk came onto her lips. “You let me use this thing on you for a while.”

I stared at her, starting to sweat.

“You know what you’re asking of me, right?” she inquired. “You want to use your toy on me, make me become just an object. So I think it’s only fair that I ask for you to get the same experience. I’ll let you pick what you want to become as well, just as you did with me. And I tell you what”, she leaned in, almost whispering into my ear, “these dolls, I’ve heard customers say they feel real good to fuck.”