Tristan was looking at himself as a small flex led his shirt that was taught across his torso to finally snap the last seem or two structurally holding the shirt together. Now his man flesh was on full display... aside from his shorts which were holding up pretty well.
Jerome said "You know if you want to keep those you're going to need to do a whole bunch of exercise and have a specialized diet." Jerome himself was in a similar condition having not put on a shirt after coming out of the shower, but for sure he was smaller than the big piece of beefcake... and his shorts at least fit.
Tristan said "Well with the remote I can always just hunkify myself again when I start getting a little flabby."
Jerome said "Maybe you should just shrink yourself down so you have some clothes you can actually wear."
"Or I could do this" Tristan said as he pressed a random button at Jerome. Jerome felt a weird immediate shift and then felt a bit different. He looked down at his body to find a sizeable pair of chocolatey colored breasts.
Jerome exclaimed in her relatively softer voice "The fuck!?! You turned me into a chick?!?" then started to try to cover her breasts with her left arm.
Tristan said "Just experimenting a little. Still you look nice." Jerome noticed that the tight shorts Tristan was wearing was threatening to tear as... Oh god his package was large and a grower...
Jerome went over to try to get the remote and said "Come on, give it to me I just want to change back!" Tristan stood up and dwarfed the smaller woman by maybe a 1 foot and a half or 2 feet. He held the remote up and along with his natural height and his longer arm span Tristan was enjoying the show Jerome's jumping was giving him. Her breasts were big enough and had a nice jiggle to them. Jerome had some nice junk in the trunk, and all that exercising transferred over to her female form. Leaving her squishy in the right places and firm and taught in the rest. As Jerome was trying to get the remote and Tristan enjoying the new dynamic...