"Genie, I wish to change Drake to whatever form I can think of."
"Granted Master!" Said the Genie then disappearing.
Drake felt a cold sweat break out as Mike looked at him with a strange glint in
his eye.
"You can move now Drake," Mike said with a cruel smile.
Drake immediately tried to attack Mike but his punch felt like it collided with a
brick wall. Mike grabbed both of Drake's wrists and threw him onto the bed.
"Lets start with the basics. What would you look like had you been born
female?"
Drake didn't feel the shifting change of his body and organs; but as he sat up,
long brown hair fell into his vision. The bounce of two new assets on his
chest made him grab his shirt in disbelief, and his clothing was suddenly far
too loose to stay on him.
Mike liked what he saw. Drake wasn't half bad as a chick. Still he had bigger
fantasies in mind.
"Ok, Drake, now let's see what we can really do."