"Hmmm. . ." said Kelly. "To start with, I'm really tired of dealing with your hair all over the bathroom and your hair care products covering every inch of available space. I wish your hair would be an inch long, and cut in a guy's style that's low maintenance. I wish that you would like it this way. I wish that the thought of going into a beauty salon would disgust you, and you want to get your hair cut in a barber shop." Tracy's hair changed to a guy's style, which looked ridiculous on a very feminine girl like her.
"Next, I'm tired of dealing with you taking an hour and a half picking out clothes and getting dressed every morning. I wish that all your dresses and skirts would change to guy's pants, that your shirts, tops socks and underwear become guy's styles, and that you would get dressed most mornings in about ten minutes like a guy does. I also wish that you would like it this way, and the thought of wearing a dress or skirt repulses you." Along with the rest of her wardrobe, the clothes Tracy was wearing changed to a guy's, which didn't fit her body shape very well.
"OK" Kelly went on. "I'm sick of your shoving your boobs and butt in the face of all the guys around here. I wish that you had a male body shape, with a flat chest and butt and narrow hips, and that you also gain a couple of inches in height. And I wish that you like it this way, and that you enjoy working out to build muscle. The thought of having lumps on your chest now repulses you" Tracy's body changed as Kelly directed.
"Now what?" Kelly thought. "How far do I want to go with this?"