I settled for going down the list. First up was Sam White, the predatory womanizer. Since he was so sure that he could get away with anything because of his good looks, I decided to make sure his existence would be all about them.
From my observation room, where I had access to the rubber rooms' camera feeds, I watched as a naked Sam went through multiple feelings at once. First confusion, then anger, then a thinly veiled streak of fear. I spoke up using the intercom system I'd set up earlier:
"Hello Sam. welcome. You are now my subject and I can do anything I want to you. I have the power to change reality as I see fit. I see you don't believe me, let me give you a demostration."
Shiny, black, thigh high, high heeled boots enveloped Sam's legs, making him lose balance and tumble on the soft rubber surface. His composure gone, he started shouting what I could only perceive as nonsense. I had no patience for his crap.
Sam was positively confused and terrified. He tried to remove the boots, to no avail. They were stuck to him. He pulled, stretched, grabbed with all his might but the material wouldn't give.
"Now that I've shown you a taste of my power, here comes the fun part. You will be punished for your crimes, Sam. Since you've always thought you could get away with hurting those around you because you are strong and good looking, I feel that your punishment should reflect that."
The boots vanished and Sam seemed a bit relieved. That relief was short lived, however, as a lot of feelings started going through his body. His body started rapidly changing to match his ideal woman. Big breasts that would get in the way of just about anything productive sprang onto his body, bouncing around like in one of those Japanese cartoons. He cringed in pain and surprise. His ass was next. He felt himself being propped up by some sort of cushion, only to realise that this cushion was not only attached to him, it was a part of him now. His waist was reduced, leaving him with a constant feeling of a corset around the area. He touched the area trying to alleviate the feeling, but it was always going to be there no matter what. All his body hair receded, leaving a smooth, spotless skin behind. His lips plumped, but stopped before they reached comical proportions. His height was considerably lowered. His hair went down to his shapely ass, turning red. At this point all he could do was hug his body and wait out the changes. The ultimate change, the one so many people use to discern a man from a woman, was next. His penis and balls went in his body, reshaping into a clitoris. He was still a man inside, but trapped in the most beautiful and sexy woman in the world.
Thinking the changes were gone, Sam slowly started taking in all of them. Before he got too far, I interjected.
"*ahem* Wow you have good taste in women, Sam. You are so beautiful that I think we should preserve your beauty till the end of time don't you agree?"
With that, Sam found himself get up despite himself, and posing in a flirty position. He simulated blowing a kiss with one of his hand on his hip and the other in front of his face. His face was lit up in an insincere smile. Only his eyes were his to control. As Sam got locked into position, a rubbery feeling appeared all over his body. Transparent latex covered every inch and cranny of his body, not even leaving any holes to breathe and hugging his body incredibly tight. He struggled for air but it wouldn't come. He was trapped in a constant feeling of asphyxia, but somehow he stayed alive.
A dildo materialised inside each of his holes. They'd be uncomfortable enough as they, however, no sooner they settled inside Sam's body but they gained protrusions all over them, making them have an uneven shape. They started rotating and Sam moaning in discomfort and pleasure, unable to even move his jaw an inch to voice his displeasure.
It was then that he felt control over his body return to him, however, the latex was now his prison. It wouldn't let him move. He was stuck as an ever horny, desperate statue.