Let's take this up a notch, Beth thought. She set the Chronivac again and pointed it at Tara before the latter had really had time to evaluate her sudden situation. Beth had in mind nothing less than a full body type swap this time.
This would be something, too. Beth wasn't that much shorter than Tara -- she was maybe 5'2" to her rival's 5'6" -- but she had nothing of the curves or fit look of Sam's girlfriend. She had a pudgy face, weak chin, and big ears, never mind a slight overbite that she'd always tried to hide. Her shoulders sloped awkwardly down, her arms and legs were like knobby twigs, and as for the rest ... Beth sighed. Well, she had nothing, really. Her boobs were tiny, her stomach almost pudgy, her hips and ass as flat as those of a preteen girl. Her despondence didn't last for long, though, when she realized that all she had to do was press the button. Then all this would be Tara's, and she would be the one enjoying her rivals' beautiful body.
She did it.
The first thing she noticed was Tara's height decreasing. Tara was still fingering her hair confusedly, but it wasn't long before she noticed that she was no longer quite as tall as the girl standing in line in front of her, and soon she was just peeking over her shoulder. Beth watched gleefully as the back of Tara's skirt suddenly seemed to deflate. Her old butt was completely gone, her rear end flat as a board. The front of her body was suffering the same fate, though more gradually. Tara's shirt sunk slowly down, leaving all sorts of wrinkles due to the combination of her decreased height and suddenly nearly absent bust. There was barely a bulge in the front of her shirt, and Beth could hardly tell if it was from her now too-large bra or the pointy nubs that she had just bequeathed on her rival. Beth noticed that Tara's skin was getting paler, too. She looked like she hadn't been out in the sun for days. Her arms and legs, formerly nicely toned, were shrinking down to Beth's old sticks. Beth saw with delight that only one thing was growing -- a slight paunch to Tara's new stomach.
Tara's shocked face was itself a different matter. Her cheeks had swelled out slightly, beyond cute to almost pudgy, and her ears poked out from below her now wispy blonde hair. Suddenly her nicely defined chin swelled out and seemed almost to pop, leaving her with a new almost double chin to which her hand flew up in surprise. Beth watched as Tara felt around it, frantically kneading the slight rolls of skin she had suddenly acquired.
These hardly looked out of place. In little more than a minute, Tara had gone from a nicely proportioned cute co-ed to an awkward-looking, plain nerd with extra little bits of fat in all the wrong places. She looked down at her new breasts, or what passed for them, and looked almost ready to cry. Her skirt, which had hugged her previously round hips and thighs tightly, now threatened to slide down her boyish hips and coltish legs. She was biting her lip. Beth couldn't quite tell whether it was her new overbite or just a desperate attempt not to burst out crying in the line for coffee.