Payback

Michaela stood in the centre of the room, the remote clutched tightly in her hand. Her heart raced as she stared at Zack’s frozen form, his face caught in a look of panic mid-lunge. The power she held was intoxicating, but it was also terrifying. She had no idea how the remote worked, but she was determined to figure it out. And more importantly, she was determined to make Zack understand what it felt like to have his body—and his life—changed without his consent.

She glanced at the remote’s screen, her fingers trembling as she navigated the menu. There were so many options—Physical Traits, Mental Abilities, Emotional States. But one option caught her eye: Time: Isolate Body Parts. She selected it, and a new menu popped up, listing individual body parts: Head, Torso, Arms, Legs…

Perfect, she thought. She could unfreeze Zack’s head, let him experience the changes just like she had. Let him feel the helplessness, the fear, the violation.

With a few clicks, she unpaused Zack’s head. His eyes widened as he regained awareness, his mouth opening in a gasp. “Michaela!” he shouted, his voice ****. “What are you doing?!”

“Giving you a taste of your own medicine,” she replied coldly, her voice steady despite the storm of emotions raging inside her. “You changed me without asking, Zack. You thought you could just… rewrite me like I was some kind of project. Well, now it’s your turn.”

Zack’s face paled, his eyes darting to the remote in her hand. “Michaela, please,” he begged, his voice cracking. “I’m sorry, okay? I messed up. But we can fix this. Just… just give me the remote, and I’ll change you back. I’ll change everything back.”

Michaela shook her head, her expression hardening. “No, Zack. You don’t get to fix this. Not yet. First, you’re going to understand what it feels like.”

She pulled up Zack’s bio on the remote’s screen, her eyes scanning the details:

Name: Zack Chau

Age: 21

Height: 165 cm

Weight: 55 kg

Gender: Male

Eyes: Brown

Hair: Black

Bust: N/A

Waist: 80 cm

Hips: 90 cm

Ethnicity: Chinese

Occupation: Software Engineer

Personality Traits: Ambitious, analytical, reserved.

Life Goals: Advance in his career, achieve financial stability.

Michaela’s lips curled into a sly smile as she selected the Height option. She scrolled the number up, watching as the digits increased: 180 cm, 185 cm, 190 cm. She stopped at 190 cm—6’3”. The remote hummed softly, and Zack’s body began to stretch, his limbs elongating, his frame broadening. His muscles swelled, his chest and arms becoming defined and powerful. His waist narrowed, his abs rippling into a perfect six-pack.

Zack gasped, his eyes wide with panic as he felt his body change. “Michaela, stop!” he pleaded, his voice strained. “Please, don’t do this! I’m sorry! I’ll do anything!”

But Michaela wasn’t listening. She selected the Physical Traits option and scrolled down to Genital Size. She adjusted it to 8 inches, her cheeks flushing slightly as she did so. The remote hummed again, and Zack’s body continued to change, his new proportions becoming more pronounced.

“There,” Michaela said, her voice firm. “Now you’re my ideal boyfriend. Tall, strong, and… well, you get the idea.”

Zack’s face was a mask of horror as he felt his body transform. “Michaela, please,” he begged, his voice trembling. “This isn’t me. This isn’t who I am!”

“Not yet,” Michaela replied, her tone cold. She selected the Reality Rewrite function, a faint blue laser emanating from the remote and hitting Zack’s head. His eyes glazed over as he entered a trance, his mind rewriting itself to match the new reality Michaela was prescribing.

“You’re my boyfriend,” Michaela said, her voice calm and deliberate. “You’re a dominant alpha who loves to take control. You’re confident, strong, and you know exactly how to make me feel good. You’ve always been this way, and you always will be. Oh and also, you have no memory of this remote.”

She hit the Confirm button, and the blue laser faded. Zack blinked, his eyes clearing as the new memories settled into place. He looked at Michaela, his expression softening. “Hey, babe,” he said, his voice deep and smooth. “What’s going on? You look… tense.”

Michaela smiled, a strange mix of satisfaction and guilt swirling in her chest. “Just a long day,” she replied, her voice soft. “But I think you can help me with that.”

Zack grinned, his confidence radiating as he stepped closer. “Oh, I can definitely help with that.” He reached out, his strong arms wrapping around her waist as he lifted her off the ground effortlessly. Michaela gasped, her arms instinctively wrapping around his neck as he carried her toward the bedroom.

He set her down on the bed, his hands roaming over her body with a practiced ease. Michaela’s breath hitched as he kissed her, his lips firm and demanding. She melted into him, her earlier doubts fading as he took control, just as she had programmed him to.

Their clothes came off in a flurry, and soon they were lost in each other, Zack’s new body moving with a confidence and strength that left Michaela breathless. He picked her up again, pressing her against the wall as he thrust into her, his movements powerful and precise. Michaela clung to him, her nails digging into his shoulders as she moaned his name.

When it was over, they collapsed onto the bed, both of them gasping for air. Zack pulled her close, his arms strong and reassuring as he kissed the top of her head. “You’re amazing, you know that?” he murmured, his voice filled with affection.

Michaela smiled, though her mind was still racing. She had done it. She had taken control. But as she lay there in Zack’s arms, she couldn’t help but wonder if she’d gone too far.

Michaela and Zack lie in bed, their bodies entwined, the remote resting on the nightstand. The power was all Michaela's, but now she had to decide what to do next. And as she looked at Zack—her new, dominant, perfect boyfriend—she couldn’t shake the feeling that this was far from over.