Becky arrived home and she knew exactly what she had to do. Her mom was still sleeping in her chair; she snuck past her and quietly went up the stairs into her room and locked her door.
In her room, she grabbed the helmet and the remote, going to her new computer, one that the helmet had provided to her. The helmet had given her the knowledge and the tools, now she just had to use them. She took her phone and plugged it into the PC before booting it up. She also grabbed a screwdriver and popped open the back of the transformed television remote; finding a USB connection, she plugged that in to the computer too.
Finally, she opened the hidden second panel on the helmet. It revealed a male USB end. Becky pulled the end, and the cord came out, like a vacuum. She plugged it into the computer and watched in delight as all three objects started to glow.
The remote’s glow quickly faded, but the magical aura seemed to go into her phone and the helmet. Becky watched in awe as the helmet seemed to repair itself, the cracks and the screen panel disappearing and becoming smooth. Scratches faded and the helmet had a bright, polished glow about it now. Becky watched her computer screen change, as a new window opened.
She knew exactly what it was; it was the same panel she would’ve used on the helmet, but it was changing. A large bar at the bottom of the screen said “SIMPLIFYING,” with a percentage counter.
The “bisexuality” option disappeared for one, leaving “lesbian” as the only option for any of the new sluts. The libido counter became locked on “extra high,” the highest setting previously. The smallest breast cup size was now “J cup”; the same equivalent was there for asses. She could still select between having male, female, or both genitals. “Cock size,” however, was now 10 inches at the minimum. Some new, permanent custom settings were added, too; these were “incest,” “extreme breast fetish,” “extreme ass fetish,” “extreme testicle fetish,” “extremely proficient in sexual skills.” Becky knew that anyone who put this on would be depraved, horny, and obedient, exactly what she wanted.
Becky noted some other changes; these read “for all others except for Becky, the new mistress.” For these, submissiveness was locked on “completely obedient.” Some of the other options included custom text that read “Fully obedient to Becky,” “addicted to being dominated,” “worship Becky and the helmet,” with these, the loading bar finished, and a screen said “READY: WEAR HELMET”
Becky smiled, knowing her work was almost done. An urge to put the helmet on filled her, and she did as the helmet needed, feeling another huge shock before being filled with pleasure.
Suddenly, a hidden window appeared, and read “For Becky Only.” The changes read “Fully dominate everyone you come across,” “dominate the previously changed and change them further,” “everyone is below you, you’ve been chosen as the mistress of the helmet.” Becky also felt her body change to the new presets.
She was now much more muscular and toned, much more even than her mother; though not freakishly huge, she definitely looked like she spent a ton of time at the gym. Her breasts grew another 4 cup sizes, sticking straight up, proudly, on her chest. A 16 inch cock grew above her wet pussy, along with tennis ball sized testicles. Her ass grew to become more proportionate with her massive chest, and her hips became even wider, about 4 inches further on each side more than her shoulders. She grew to an immense 6’4, towering above the normal humans. Her hair became even more luxurious, the pink locks going down to her expanded ass. Her face remained mostly the same, but her lips puffed up to impressive DSLs.
Becky orgasmed as the program (and the energy) disappeared from her computer, going right into her phone. Panting, she took the helmet off, unplugging it and her phone. She closed the small, hidden panel on the helmet, and looked around.
Her room had changed; a much larger bed had replaced her old one, and there were new outfits on racks to accommodate her new body. She now had pocket pussies, dildos, and butt plugs on shelves. She also had a LOT more porn and a far better setup for filming herself.
Her head spun; new thoughts had filled it, thoughts of domination, thoughts of spreading this sluttification. As she thought of her friends and family, she now felt them more as pawns in her game, sluts to be freed. She knew that the more people changed, the more reality would, and the more “random” transformations would happen. For now, though, it felt as if she had work to do.
She licked her new, puffy lips, and looked down at her phone. A new app was there; it simply read “Becky’s Helmet.” She smiled and opened it, ready to get to work.