Will led Jenna back to his car. He fiddled with the app on the way, making a variety of changes. A white woman became black. A toddler changed gender. He tried a store, wondering if the changes would be bigger. A menswear store full of middle aged shoppers became a trendy boutique selling fashion geared at teen girls. The dozen or so people in the store also changed, become bubbly teenage girls. Will found that hilarious.
They made it to the car and Jenna slipped into the passenger seat.
Will looked at his car. It was a hand me down from his grandparents when they got too old to drive. It looked like an old person’s car. He smiled thinking about the app. He pulled up the app and targeted himself. “You are looking at your car.” That would do it. Will changed “car” to “Porsche” or at least he intended to. He didn’t know how to spell it and what he typed was “Pursshe.” He hit confirm without noticing that autocorrect had changed the word.
She stared at her pussy, nestled neatly between her legs under an unruly mess of brownish pubic hair. Why was she staring at her cunt? She let go of the waistband of her shorts and underwear. She wiggles her ass.
God I’m an airhead, just staring at myself instead of fixing the car.
“Hurry up, Wilma!” She heard her girlfriend say from the passenger seat. She’d figure this out later. She got in the car and started the engine.