Haley let out a breath. "O-okay," she said. "Promise you won't laugh?"
I held up both my hands. "Cross my heart, Haley."
She took in a deep breath. "Iwannabearobotgirl."
... "What?" I asked, unable to decipher her rapid speech.
"I want to be a... robot girl," she repeated, suddenly very interested in her living room's carpet.
"Well, alright," I said, shrugging, "I wish you were a robot girl!"
She gasped, becoming ramrod straight. A tidal wave of silver crept up her feet, the reflective metal shifting. It disappeared from the bottom of her foot once it was halfway up her calves, her shoes consumed by the transformation. Her feet looked like they were permanently encased in a pair of metallic silver-blue leggings. Her calves "muscled" up, with a few additional green-blue lines here and there. The rest of her legs followed suit, meeting up at her hips.
Her hips and ass expanded slightly, more with fake muscle than anything- although the everpresent green-blue lines formed more suggestive designs above her crotch and buttcrack. Her stomach flattened; the excess fat racing towards her chest. As the silver released her hips, you noticed that the 'leggings' ended suddenly, as if her legs were salvaged from something else. The rest of her body appeared to be regular skin- if a bit artificial, and it kept the green-blue lines. A port appeared in the bottom left of her abdomen, displayed by a ring of the lines.
Her chest bulged, enlarging even more. Her nipples disappeared, leaving smooth breast material on display. In between her collarbones, another port appeared and was subsequently covered by a circle of sythflesh. Her head changed too- no longer the round, pudgy face of your friend. Now, her face was thin and angular- with a jawline to cut glass and circuitry in her eyes. Her now-silver hair exploded out of its ponytail, taking up a large portion of the couch by itself.
Her arms were the last part to change- like the rest of her new body, they had a muscled appearance, however, they were matte black, with golden highlights.
Once she finished changing, she collapsed onto the floor. I panicked for a second before she shot up. "Uh..." I said unintelligently. "You alright?"
She looked down at herself, cupping her new breasts wordlessly. "I-I'm a robot..." she said.
"Yeah... do you not-" I began, before she picked me up in a bone-crushing hug.
"Thankyouthankyouthankyouthankyouthankyouthankyou Thank You!" she said, before dropping me and dashing into her bathroom.
I caught my breath, before saying "I wish no-one but the two of us remembered Haley ever being human,"
Haley burst out of the bathroom, rushing into her bedroom. She came out a few moments later, wearing a pair of red panties and a loose shirt with various gears, reading "Do Not Fist Robot Girls"
"Thank you..." she said, falling back down onto the couch.
The moment became awkward pretty quickly, so I started speaking. "So... is that it? Just... become a robot?"
"Well," Haley said, examining herself. "I mean yeah? Well... i-in my fantasies, there was always something else happening... but..."
I smirked. "I wish that your favourite fantasy would become reality." It was only as the world became dark that I realised that Haley- as a lesbian- probably wouldn't have any males in her fantasies...
The alarm clock was the first thing I heard, as reality settled itself once more. As I opened my eyes, I saw...