He decided to start with some small changes, just to test it out.
"Hmmm...my muscles could need a little bit more tone." Bryan excersised regularly, but despite this he had never managed to grow very defined muscles. His slight overweight prevented them from showing effectively. He found the correct options and changed them to lose the excess pounds of fat. Deciding that it would be more fun if everybody noticed the change, he left awareness on. After clicking accept, he decided to go down to the kitchen and grab some lunch.
Walking by the hallway mirror with a sandwich plate in his hand, he looked at himself. The change was noticeable, but not excessive. He put the plate down and posed a bit for himself. He lifted his t-shirt and admired the changes to his abdomnen, and smiled. Picking up the sandwich, he walked back up.
Slung on the couch beside the PC in the upstairs living room was Sara. Sara was Bryans younger sister. Unlike the archetypical pair of siblings, the two got along very well. Having grown up without their parents around much of the time, as they were both full-time workers, and with an age difference of only 13 months, they had learned early on to rely on and trust each other. In fact, the two were each others confidants and best friends.
"Heya, Bry!" She looked up from the magazine she was reading and smiled at her brother. "What's up?"
"Hey. I got this neat program in the mail this morning. Do I look any different from normal?"
"Nah, not really. Well, your workout seems to have finally paid off, if that's what you mean. Why?"
"It's not the workout. It's the program. Apparantly, it's able to modify a persons looks and personalities."
"That is neat." She shot up and placed herself by the computer.
"Hey, I was using that!"
"And now I'm using it. How does it work?"
"I've only just looked at it. I need to test it out a bit more before I let you have a go."
"Oh, come on, I saw the manual, and I'm sure you read it. Besides, you've already done a change. I want to do something too. Hey, you know what, let's take turns. We haven't done something like this in ages."
"Something like this? We've never done something like this before. Up until ten minutes ago, I didn't even think it possible."
"Oh, you know what I mean. Come on, it'll be fun."
Bryan agreed. It could be fun. And she was right, of course, they hadn't done much together for the last couple of months. He sat down on the end of the sofa, grabbed his sandwich and proceeded to give Sara instructions on how the program worked.
"So, what are you planning to do?"
"Well, you know I've always said my boobs are too small? That'll change now."
"Seriously, Sara, it's a stupid hang-up. Your breasts are okay. And besides, men don't really love those big-breasted bimbos. Well, I suppose some does."
"Don't worry, Bry. I'm not going to make them huge. I don't want to have them be in my way or antyhing, but they're so small now. A B cup or something would make me happy." She found the right slider and did as she said, leaving awareness off for everybody but herself and Bryan.
"Hey, nothing happened! This thing does not work."
"It does, it just takes some time. The changes are not instantaneous. Now move over and let me play."
"Sure, sure. Hey, what are you gonna do this time? I know, change your hair. I've always wondered how you'd look with long hair."
"What? No way! I don't want long hair!"
"Oh, come on. I'll let you change something on me as well. It's not as if we can't change it back. Is it?" she added a bit uncertainly.
"No, no problem there. Well, okay then. But if I'm having my hair short, you're having your hair shaved, like Natalie Portman from V for Vendetta!"
"Sure, fine with me. Hey, I think my change is working." Sara cupped her breasts. "Yes, they're definitely bigger! I'll be right back."
She went to her room, and came back a minute later. "Cool. You know, not only did it work, my bras changed as well. All of them. And I see you've started the next transformation."
"Yeah, and yours too."
It was weird looking at your own hair and be able to see it grow longer. It was even weirder to see it grow shorter.
"Cool," they both said in unison.
They fooled around with the program, trying out more and more different settings. At one point, Sara brought up some preset templates and made them both goth. Bryan changed them back, but kept the cool goatee the template had given him.
"I need a bathroom break," Bryan said half an hour later. "Can I trust you not to mess around too much while I'm gone?"
"Sure," Sara replied. "I won't mess around too much."