“Ah, what did you click on?” Belle asked, as the program froze up all of a sudden, in turn putting the amusement she got from distorting the model of Bianca. Honestly, the current changes weren’t even that bad - she’d just had fun imagining what Bianca would look like as a boy. Bianca wasn’t as amused, though.
“A-ny-way…” Bianca called out, clapping her hands together. “This thing is creeping me out - can we leave it…” Her voice quickly trailed off all of a sudden, She let out a gasp and leaned forward, wrapping her arms around her chest as she felt a sudden pressure pushing on her breasts. She...could feel them shrinking, vanishing under her arms! But before she could tell her friends, both of them stepped away in surprise, both wide-eyed as they noticed Bianca’s hair shortening before their eyes. Letting go of her bust, she began to tug at her shortening hair. “Hey, wh-what’s happening right now?!” Bianca asked in a panic.
Despite her fear, it kept going - her waist evened out, and her stomach’s abs became more defined - and the changes ran down her arms, too. They bulked up, too, and her hands grew a little larger as well. Same happened to her legs - they bulked up, and her feet’s size increased. Luckily she didn’t have any footwear on…
“Wait, she… She looks like…” Robin started, glancing between Bianca and the model on the screen - it was still frozen… “She looks like it...on the screen…” Robin hesitantly pointed out, taking both of the other girls’ attention.
“Wha-? You think it’s doing this to me?” Bianca didn’t sound convinced - no way it could… But it somehow managed to make exact models of their appearances… Either way, her face started to distort, making her grimace in discomfort. Her eyebrows thickened a little, and her lips got thinner. As she rubbed her face with a hand, she felt her cheeks’ puffiness, and her chin got narrower, while she felt her nose push against her palm as it grew. ...She even felt a little facial hair grow, much to her dismay…
“I-I can’t think of...any other reason…” Belle mumbled, feeling guilty that this was basically her fault. “But I guess we can change it back! ...If it starts working again.” Belle says optimistically, flashing her friends a smile.
...However, Bianca’s face has turned red, as her hands clasp over her crotch. “Ah, c-crap… I’m…” Bianca lets out a moan, and her voice sounds...deeper, more masculine, as she felt her womanhood push out, filling out as a sac containing two disturbingly sensitive orbs grows out, filling her underwear. Moments later, something else pushes into her hands - its soft, and even more sensitive, snaking itself out and out of her boyshorts’s left leg. She’s...turned into a boy, and her hands remain on her new, male equipment in disbelief.
But while she’s in shocked state, her unfit bra seems to just...vanish into thin air, while her boyshorts lengthen into proper boxers to contain her new equipment…
“Ah, it works again!” Robin hurried to tell the two, but...she couldn’t reset Bianca’s look? It seemed like this new, boy form was the new default… Still they could edit...him, or still themselves.