Alex stood naked in front of the mirror before generating another sentence: 'The young teen woman is inspecting her muscular and tomboyish appearance.' Pursing her lips, the bodybuilder started to poke at her face and body as if she was a frog in biology class they were about to dissect. Not bad at all, hot even, but not exactly her either. Actually knowing more about what she was doing this time only made things harder. She groaned. Like where would she even start. Probably hadn’t been the best idea to do this after coming crashing down from her post-orgasmic high.
But she had a list to work from: Physical Prowess, Power, Wealth, and Vanity. Seeing her reflection mirroring her straining that eight pack of abs, she smiled a little. It was a good list horny boy and girl her had jointly come up with. And there were so many adjectives to choose from. Starting slow she decided on her next change: 'The young teen woman is inspecting her muscular and cute appearance.' Alex winked at her reflection the moment she felt the changes setting in.
They passed as soon as they had come with the app doing its magic nearly instantly. Outside of the pinching around her waist that left her momentarily gasping before she adjusted her breathing, Alex could see that she hadn’t become thinner but letting one of her hands roam across her upper arms she felt how it flowed from one her bulging biceps to her dense and corded deltoids in a single smooth wave. Her entire body had become less rough and highlighted every inch of soft feminine curve on display underneath her richly tanned skin still glistening with sweat from her masturbation.
The strands of scarlet hair she had had tied into a pony tail had multiplied and fell in shimmering, straight cascades that spilled past her face when Alex tilted her head down to look at her tits. Up close like this she could really appreciate their size, and she felt her fingers digging in deep as she cupped and covered her nipples. Not excessive, not small or average either. She couldn’t be happier with the changes so far, suspecting that the app either read the subject’s or user’s mind which influenced the transformation. In this moment though, Alex didn’t care as she decided that she needed a better mirror for this last part.
Hurrying to the bath room, she barely registered the changes in her sunroom. Like most of the wall space formerly taken up the post-modern art work had been replaced with framed favorites from her burgeoning modeling portfolio. And everything else from the furniture to the flooring was slightly more modern, stylish, and expensive.
After snatching her makeup mirror before going on her way again, in her haste the teen nearly pressed her adorable nose against its surface as she took in every magnified detail. All that squareness that had reminded her of her old face was gone, far more cutie-next-door than tomboy. No hint of freckles or anything to draw the attention from her large and expressive eyes that just lit up her reflection except for the radiant smile that kept tugging the edges of her mouth. Both her mother's and father's best qualities, respectively. She changed her expression from pouty to silly trying to find her most attractive side. Tucking away a fallen lock behind her ear, she caught the gleam of a small heart-shaped band in one of her ears. She bit down on her flush and full lower lip to keep herself from squealing when she realized she had her ears pierced.
Then remembering how much she had to complain to her parents before they gave in. They had been less worried about her moving into an apartment than putting a hole in her ear. But once she was eighteen in... Alex brought up her phone and held it in her manicured hand to check then counted down the hours on her fingers... seven hours, they would be powerless to stop her from getting another or do anything else.
Alex fell into her bed, feet excitedly kicking in the air before letting them flop down. She had the phone app and would absolutely cheat, but putting the effort to do things normally like how she had built up all those muscles as a boy without the help of a magical device felt great and rewarding too. No pain, no gain. Only sometimes though. After taking a last look at her totally ripped self she hugged the makeup mirror tightly against her stomach and finally let loose that delighted squeal that had been building up.
Those butter fingers had led to the best mistake she had ever made.