thinking about it, you decide it was time that your mind matched your monstrous body. turning the settings to "IQ" and the brightest pink and hover it over your head, lingering until you could calculate that you had matched your physical changes. Looking to a near by mirror in the hallway, you notice there isn't anything physically different about you, but you do notice a weight in your pocket. reaching in with your free hand you pull out a small canister the dimensions of a Pez dispenser, only scaled put to your massive hand. memories flash through your mind about this invention, your invention. You remember discovering free energy at the age of 7, of inventing an energy to mater converter at the age of 11, you remember being the greatest mind in human history. You kept all this a secret of course, the only ones knowing of your genius being your loyal sluts. Looking at the device, you pull a blue chip from the top and stick it to the side of your head, and press the button on the devices side. It dissolves into a cloud of floating nanites, controlled by your thoughts and utilizing your energy-matter technology to create whatever you wished.
you look back to the flashlight in your other hand, and think, while it was fun to see the slow change of your targets, you couldn't spend all day on focused changes. looking at the cloud hovering above your other hand you will them to construct something, a silver colored device that looked like a toy blaster with a touchscreen interface on the side. You open up the top of the blaster and set the flashlight inside, the interface lighting up on the side with each option of the flashlight with a brightness percentile and a top option for blue or pink. This device could capture, store and focus the light of the flashlight into on concentrated blast, making instant changes of greater brightness with multiple options. Pleased with the result, you will the cloud of nanites to form a watch around you wrist and look for a target to test your new blaster.
looking down the hall, a skinny looking goth by the name of Bret was coming close, he had long black dyed hair, wore a black skull shirt and long black jeans and black sneakers.making sure the options where set to match Suger and Suki, you took aim at Bret and fired, a blast of concentrated pink shot out. As bright as it was for you, the unawareness setting was in full effect as Bret didn't even respond as the blast hit him dead on. The change was practically instantaneous, gone was Bret the antisocial goth boy, and in his place was the Beatrice, the sluttiest goth girl you ever saw. Her hair was nearly dragging on the floor, now a natural silky black an acting like Suger as a natural cape, only straighter and with large neon purple highlights. Her skin, in contrast to Suki and Suger, was Pale, although not offputingly pale and covered in slutty Gothic tattoos. Her face was caked in slutty Gothic makeup with Neon purple lipstick and nail polish, as all over her person were Gothic style piercings. She was wearing a black and purple corset that reached just above her exposed midriff and just barely covering her huge nipples on hr massive tits. just below her tiny waist and around her massive hips was a sheer cloth black mini skirt that just barley cover her massive ass. On her feet were a pair of shoes that looked like a mix of 12 in platform heals and black combat boots with silver metal stud lining the bottom, On her hands were elbow long black leather, finger less gloves and on her ass was the same property tattoo, just in Gothic print. In that instant, Bret's slouched walk turned into a sensual strut as she sauntered up and gave the exposed area of your crotch a loving peck. Amused you release a torrent into Suki as she cries out with joy, her belly bloating out of her kimono as she rubbed her inflated baby oven. unloading your seed, you gently remove Suki, how gave a similar sigh of disappointment as Suger, as you put her down and pick up Beatrice. Your Goth slut gives a sensual giggle as you lift her up and hilt her like you did the others, and like the others, her face is awash in whorish ecstasy.
with your new slut, you walk down the hall, making you way to Gracie's room with you new toy ready.