Despite Brenda’s unspoken misgivings, Tiffani, Shannon, and Meiko were all enthusiastic about the ‘slow burn’ conversion plan. They spoke eagerly about creating missionaries and using both traditional and social media to spread their word. Though they had potentially unlimited power at their disposal, they seemed to take it as a challenge to use the Chronivac as little as possible.
They were moving through their ideas so quickly that Brenda thought a change of subject might give them a chance to cool their enthusiasm and think things through more rationally. So she piped up.
“Hey, Shannon, how about we give you that killer bod you were dreaming about?”
That got their attention.
“You mean right now?” Shannon asked.
“Why not? With Meiko’s permission and consent, I can enter whatever parameters for yourself you desire.”
Shannon chewed her lower lip for a few moments as she thought. “Well, for starters, ever since I was a young teen, I always wanted big boobs. I mean jumbo-sized knockers like Tiffani has. Super perky, and super sensitive.”
“You sure you still don’t have a teenaged boy inside you?” joked Meiko.
Shannon stuck out her tongue before she continued. “And it’s clear that the Chronivac can change pretty much anything, even the laws of physics with you guys, so I’m thinking of something really strange. Maybe even non-human.”
Tiffani gasped a little, but Meiko and Brenda definitely looked interested.
“Like an elf or a tiefling?” Brenda asked.
“Wilder. I want to be a half-dragon. Human appearing for the most part, with big horns, giant wings, and a sexy tail. I want to be able to fly and breathe fire.”
“Interesting,” Brenda said. She was now definitely glad she had changed the earlier topic of conversation. “How big did you want to be?”
Shannon’s eyes lit up. “I’d like to be huge! A hundred feet tall!...oh, but then I wouldn’t really be able to interact with people or go inside, would I?”
“How about having the ability to change your size?” Meiko suggested. “Like between six feet and a hundred feet?”
“Yes! Type it!” Shannon said enthusiastically. After a nod from Meiko, Brenda did as she was told. Then she set up a few parameters of her own, that the changes would not retcon reality, and that Shannon would experience intense pleasure as the changes took place over the next five minutes. She figured that nobody could object to those little flourishes.
As soon as Brenda hit Enter, Shannon’s knees came together as an intense wave of arousal hit her. Before the amazed eyes of the others, she quickly became a more beautiful version of herself. All blemishes vanished, and her features shifted to Shannon’s own standard of ideal beauty. Then her curves started pushing out the scrubs she had worn home from work, her backside filling out into a sight bubble butt and her wished-for breasts growing in and straining the fabric of her top. She gleefully groped her new rack, which only set off another wave of pleasure.
One of her hands dropped beneath the waistband of her pants and was furiously rubbing herself. Her frame seemed to expand in every direction, growing at least a foot in less than a minute. The strained top burst open, followed by Shannon’s overflowing bra. Tiffani shrieked with the suddenness of it, and they all laughed at the reaction. But as the top came off, the really strange changes began. As Shannon left humanity behind, she came intensely and repeatedly. First, leathery wings unfolded from her shoulder blades. She stretched them with each orgasm, nearly knocking Tiffani and Meiko down. Then, gnarled horns sprouted from her temples. Brenda noticed that her eyes lit up with red fire, as well. Finally, a large, reptilian tail exploded from her tailbone, tearing the bottoms of her scrubs, and it whipped wildly back and forth, knocking some books off of Tiffani’s coffee table. She gave one last scream of pleasure, and the transformation was done.
“That’s what I’m talking about!” she said with delight. “When can we go outside and see what a real dragon-girl looks like?”
“Why didn’t you retcon her?” Meiko asked Brenda. “It’s going to be hard to explain the sudden appearance of a giant sexy dragon.”
“I think I know,” Shannon said. Her voice had gotten deeper and more sultry. “We’re going to have to go out in the world and preach the gospel of the Church of Bren-ko. I can be a walking billboard for the power at their disposal.”
“OK, first of all, we’re not going with ‘Bren-ko’,” Meiko said. “But I guess that makes sense. We just have to find a way to get our foot in the door before every would-be hero with a gun thinks they can go monster hunting.”