One day, Harry Simmons had done what even his father failed to do. He created a device that would change anyone it was pointed at to fit the surroundings and people around them.By utilizing his father's government resources and dimensional technology, it could even change reality and give the new person a new personality and appearance, while making that person and everyone around them unaware, unless the user wanted them to be.
To really prove to himself just how intelligent he was, he managed to fit this power into a tiny little device, no bigger or longer than a cable tv remote control. Still, despite all this, he was in high school, and that meant he had some rather horny based desires. Being a bit of a pervert, Harry decided to try it out in the girls locker room after cheer practice.
He waited till just before his tech club where he planned to show off his device but just as the hottest girls in school were changing. The locker room door was left unlocked, and as the last girl walked inside he quickly shimmied through the closing door before hunkering down out of sight.
The plan was both simple and massively hot. He planned to become a fellow cheerleader, with none of the girls aware of anything amiss. Not only would he himself be a hottie which he could fondle up, but he could spy on them all while they were showering and changing. His base desires were controlling him, and Harry should of thought it through more, but he just wanted to get on with the plan before he was caught.
In his haste he didn't notice that he had left the setting for the changed person to be unaware, and without testing it beforehand didn't know changing the user overrides the memory saving feature. He barely had a moments pause after hitting the activation button whilst it was aimed at himself to notice the awareness switches position.
"Oh sh-" Was all he managed to say before he was replaced in an instant.
The new cheerleader wondered why she was holding a remote? Was it one of her daddy's weird tech gizmos? She brushed her golden locks to the side, and was about to press some switch thingie when one of her teammates called her.
"Hey Harriet, aren't you all sweaty!? Do you like pimples?" Lashanda teased as she sturt into the shower herself.
She playfully gasped, pretending to be offended. "Like, totes obviously not!" She laughed, dismissing the device before setting it in her bag and then joining her teammates in the showers.
She lived close by, and although Lashanda offered her a ride she decided she felt like walking home as to not put her bestie out of her own way for her sake. When she got there she remembered the remote, and checked her bag for it. She couldn't find it however, noticing a hole in her bag. She must have lost it somewhere along the way.
"Oh no, I hope Daddy won't miss it." She sighed, hoping back onto her bed and browsing on her pink phone for a new bag on Amazon.