A pile of pink goop

Cassie was gone in puff of pink smoke and in her place was pile of pink goop.

Seeing that all logic and reason has gone out the window, you meekly call out Cassie’s name.

“I’m here.” Cassie’s voice emanates from the goo. “I’m sure you must have your questions, but let’s lets just say you’d be surprised what a few hundred dollars and a few connections can get you.”

“Wow babe that’s amazing, but why are you a pink puddle?”

“The suit I’m wearing disrupts my cellular structure and allows my cells to be reprogrammed by thoughts. You just gotta touch me and concentrate on how you want me to look and act like.”

You feel yourself get erect at the thought of controlling her form and mind. The power you have over her is intoxicating. You could give her bust that would make a porn star jealous. Heck you could make her into a pornstar. You could make her into a dumb blonde bimbo. You could make her into something a bit more exotic, maybe a sexy Latina or a submissive Asian.