Everyone got a model and all the sculptors were excited and happy starting. The mean ideas in their minds were rife. They could turn the people into anything they wanted! And with such power came a lot of evil intents. Unfortunately, this was inherent to human nature and most sculptors were no saints or angels. In fact, they would rather succumb to petty desires in deciding the fates of their models. It was this petty strain of thought that resulted in the sculptor having Coach Penn in front of him decided to make the coach not only a woman, but a very attractive one at that. There would not be anything as nauseating as a grown man stuck in the body of a woman that had been particularly blessed by nature. He would hate being hit on by all men and all men would be rebuked and disgusted by his attitude. The sculptor, Mike, took such a mean decision because he was jealous of the coach's body. Mike was a little overweight, but as he felt insecure, he felt envy towards this man who was a lot more muscular and fit than he was. Mike was not unattractive, though. He merely should take more care of himself and there was nothing inherently wrong with his brains. However, he decided to act like a bully and carefully molded Coach Penn into an ultimate male fantasy, all luscious curves and right dimensions. He placed gigantic breasts upon Coach Penn's chest, gave him a large booty worthy of the greatest influencers of the internet and added a small waist. Penn's hair became thick curls and his lips gorgeously pouty and his eyes round, giving him the look of seeming innocent. As for his crotch, Penn now sported plump labia and a tiny clitoris, with perfectly healthy sexual organs, fertile and ready to be used, not to mention extremely receptive and sensitive. Just like his boobs in fact. The instructor congratulated heavily Mike on his work and wheeled the new Penn out of the room, smiling broadly. This new woman would make a great addition to the satyr's enclosure. Unless she could perform at a show. Well, the park managers would think of something. Besides, the sculptors would be transformed to fit what they had deemed acceptable to inflict upon their models and Mike would certainly change sex soon enough. The instructor asmiled ebilly, pondering what he could turn the nasty little bully into.