'Holy shit,' Kyle thinks to himself, 'I can't believe that worked!' He gets up, and turns around, before stopping.
"KYLE PERKINS" She says. She has taken the form of a big breasted angel, her bronze skin glowing softly. "I HAVE HEARD YOUR PLIGHT"
"W-what plight?" Kyle asks. 'There's a naked angel right in front of me!'
"I WILL GRANT YOU WHAT YOU WISH."
"W-which is?"
"THE AFFECTION OF CHLOE CASSIA CAN BE YOURS, FOR A PRICE."
"What's the price?" Kyle asks
"YOUR FORM." She says, "IT SHALL BE REMADE AS HER FANTASY"
"Deal," Kyle says, extending his hand.
"IT SHALL BE DONE"
Kyle starts floating, his form coated in a soft glow. His hair grows, turning from its light brown to raven black, with royal purple tips. His face shifts, his cheekbones rising, chin narrowing, and his eyes turn green. His lips plump up, and his eyelashes expand. His body plumps up, his hips expanding, and his thighs fatten up. He then solidifies, with muscles born from combat rather than exercise. Fittingly, he gains many scars, his toned body broken up by brown or pink lines. One long one appears, cutting across his face. Then, his breasts expand. At first, simply small mounds, then humps, then globes. With a 'Schlorp', 'he' now becomes 'she'. Parts of her body become numb, tattoos appearing on her fresh, clear skin. The glow expands, overtaking her entire vision. When it disappears, the angel has too. She falls onto a bed, and half groans, half moans, "What the fuck?!?" She then grabs at her throat, the rough accented contralto emanating from it alien to her. She then looks down, grabbing her large chest, and grabs at her crotch. "How the fuck!?!" Her panic is momentarily abated by a note on her bed, the soft glow familiar.
[Dearest Kyle Perkins
Or should I say, Evangeline D'Annita? Or maybe I shouldn't. You prefer to go by V, don't you? I understand your confusion; you did just move halfway across the country. Kyle moved away, so you needn't worry about him. A rough girl, you've gotten into more fights by your 16th birthday than most will in their entire lives. I would get going, were I you. You have to get to your first day at Angel High.
Sincerely, your new friend.]
'V, huh,' Kyle, now V thinks. 'Well, I could have done worse'