The feeling made him stagger a little. He recognized it only because he remembered the first change but he could feel the changes swamping his mind as well. He resisted, holding onto a memory of making changes himself, but even so it was impossible. In just moments he relaxed and let the changes to his body, his mind, and the world wash over him.
He was becoming smaller, the crowd starting to grow around him. Already a pretty boy he was becoming beautiful. He caught sight of himself in the mirror and saw his hair, both on his 'Tyric legs and his head had gone totally silver. His lips had gone from full to bee stung, and his cheekbones were razor sharp. He was maybe five feet tall, with almost no muscle definition. In the right light he'd pass for a flat-chested girl if it weren't for his 'Tyr legs and the endowment that now hung down to his knee.
He started to say something to Drew when he had a distracting thought. His girlfriend Heidi. He'd promised he'd drop the boys off then come back to her. He grinned and leaned over to Drew who had a slightly slack look to his face. "Hey buddy! I gotta head back."
"Man! We just got here. You're so fucking whipped. Your lucky Heidi and you are like the most popular couple on campus."
Jake stuck his tongue out, a deeply immature gesture that felt second nature, and ignored the other's jeers as he returned to get his clothes from the bored girl at the desk. This time she paid him a lot of attention, winking at him and slipping a slip of paper with her number into his pocket.
Dressed he trotted back to his and Heidi's shared off-campus apartment that he'd paid for with his modeling money. He grinned as he opened the door quietly and crept into the penthouse suite, hooves quiet on the thick carpet. Then he saw...