Little did Neil and Trav know, not everything was as it seemed. For, in reality, what they just went through was a morality test,. In recent years, Pleasure Island had received a lot of lawsuits from families of participants in these Life Modeling sessions. They had claimed that they didn't get what they paid for, having been transformed into things they didn't want to be by others who hadn't the best intentions. So, to combat this, they had set up a preliminary VR testing lobby.
Neil and Trav had failed this morality test with flying colors. They had failed it so spectacularly that they set a new low. So, now Clay and Tom, who were never truly changed, got to decide what to do with these two.
Clay and Tom stared at the screen, in utter disbelief.
"They...they tried to do that to us? What the hell! I thought they were our friends!" Tom shouted.
"This must be a trick. Right?" Clay asked, looking to the instructor. "They wouldn't do that, would they?"
The instructor shrugged. "This test reveals their true colors. They believe it was actually happening. So, what do you think?"
The two boys frowned. Sure, they may not have been extremely close to Neil and Trav, but they were still fellow classmates. To think they'd try to turn them into a mare and an unborn foal...and try to SELL them. Both were furious.
"Now," the instructor said, interrupting their thoughts, "you get to choose their punishment. They will be your life models now. Do with them as you wish."
Tom and Clay looked at each other, both having the same thoughts, though Clay had a bit of hesitation.
"Look, dude...I know what they did, or well attempted to do, was wrong. But...is it right to just do something like that to them in return? Maybe we should be the better people," Clay said.
"They tried to turn us into an animal, and SELL us. As if we were an object, a toy to be played with. Do you really want to go back to school with these psychos? Imagine what sort of things they'd try to do when they grew up. They're not our friends," Tom said sternly.
Clay sighed. "Yeah...I guess you make a valid point. What...ah....what should we do with them exactly?"
Tom smiled, many ideas running through his head, but he settled on one. "The same thing they tried to do with us...just with a twist. Rather than making one a mare and the other a foal, I say we make both foals."
Tom put a hand on Clay's shoulder as he noticed his unsure expression. "It'll be fine. They'll be better off like this, starting their lives over, and they'll be happy once they get used to it. Come on."
"Alright," Clay reluctantly agreed, and followed Tom over to where Neil and Trav lay down in VR pods.
Tom started with Trav. He started rolling and moving his skin and form, removing some of it and making it smaller and more compact, until Trav almost looked like a little boy. But he was far from done. He stretched his face out, squishing his nose and mouth together into a muzzle. He brought his ears up to the top of his head, making them more triangular, as he stretched out his neck a bit.
Meanwhile, Clay was doing the same for Neil, though making him a bit more feminine, more petite and dainty than the colt that Trav was being made into. Clay moved onto the body, making it a compact filly's size, and stretched out Neil's tailbone into an actual tail, matching the color of his blonde hair. He massaged the feet and hands, as Tom did the same, forming them into four pairs of hooves.
While Clay worked on changing Neil's genitals into the fairer, Tom got a paintbrush and started giving Trav a rich brown coat to match his dark mane and tail. Neil, now a she, was painted with white, giving her a pretty white coat to match her blonde mane and tail.
With that, it was finished, and the two boys stepped back to allow the instructor to wake the foals up.