Lance grinned.
He was ready for his tf to begin. he pressed the ok button, and almost immediately, he felt a sharp tingle. the tingle spread all over his body, from the top of his head to the tips of his fingers to the ends of his toes.
his belly suddenly felt firmer than normal.
After about 45 seconds of looking at the screen rubbing his hands together expectantly, he started to sneer. "Obviously nothing would really happen," he said to himself, trying to muster sufficient disdain in his voice. He felt silly and didn't want to admit that part of him had really expected this to work.
Lance logged off his computer. then He poked his belly, like he often did when he was bored.
he wondered what it'd be like if he had ddifferent tfs:
for size:
Lance always wondered what it'd be like to change size.
He wondered how cool it'd be to be huge; about the size of a giant, stomping round the world. On the other hand, He was always intrigued with shrinking (unknown to his family) and always wondered what it would be like to be extremely tiny. He especially wondered what it would be like to be nearly microscopic.
FOr animal tf:
Lance had always wanted to know what it'd be like to become a furry animal that he sometimes dresses up as one.
for age:
Lance, well, he was quite fascinated with age regression. "Imagine," he thought, "being able to regress to your younger days!"
Not so much on age progression though. He didn't wanna end up like an old man.