Suddenly a piece of paper materialized in my hand. And as I read what was written on it, I gulped at the thought of what would have happened if I'd been a second late.
"The four of them are my dedicated personal female fuck-sluts, and will do absolutely anything I tell them."
I could hardly believe what I was reading. Sure, I'd known Jeff was a dick, but to go this far? He definitely needed punishing, but even knowing he'd been about to do it to us, I couldn't bring myself to do that to him. So I decided instead to give him a milder version of what was on the paper.
"Jeff is an attractive mute girl who will do anything Kent, Dan, the girl they are talking to, or I, tell her to do."
Jeff suddenly looked very uncomfortable. While he was still unable to get up from his seat, he started squirming quite a bit. As he did, I could notice some of the first changes coming into effect. First, he started becoming slimmer, his rippling muscles becoming less pronounced, and shorter, until he finally looked even slighter than he had before he'd made himself a muscle-bound gym rat. While it was difficult to estimate his new height as he was sitting down, I'd have placed him at 5'6". He also seemed to have gained somewhat of a tan.
Then, a lot of changes began happening all at once. His hair grew out, first to his shoulders, then, to about the middle of his back, and turned a sandy blonde. His facial features rearranged, becoming much finer and more refined. His chest expanded, discreetly at first, but then gaining speed until they rested somewhere between a D and DD cup. And from the fact that he (though most definitely a she now) starting getting a bit taller again, I guessed a similar transformation had just happened to her ass.
Last came her outfit. Her formerly tight (on a much larger physique) shirt shrunk until it became a low-cut strapless tank top, which ended just above her (Now pierced, I noticed), navel, and showcasing her sizable breasts very well. Tight jeans replaced her previous cargo pants, and her shoes morphed into black high heels. Finally, small earrings materialized on her ears, and makeup appeared on her face.
Where Jeff has stood (sat?) before, there now was a definitely 9/10 chick, and I felt a bit guilty at my pants tightening for what had used to be my very much male friend.
As I looked at her squirming in her seat, still unable to speak, I realized I'd *enjoyed* turning Jeff into a chick, exercising my power like this over him. Altering reality with nothing but a few spoken words. Of course, he'd deserved it, so that made it alright.
I smiled as I considered my options.