A tall brunette girl was darting around the beach, looking for her friend and sometime lover Dawn. Don saw her and grinned. He got out the palm pilot and began to key in some changes. Melissa had never liked straight men, and spent a lot of her time hanging out with gay men. She slept with women mainly as a second best. Don clicked the palm pilot.
Melissa's chest flattened as her shoulders widened. Her hair shortened and lightened to a blond buzz crop. Her soft buttocks shrank to two globes of hard muscle as her arms and legs bulked up. Her bikini shifted to a skimpy pair of speedos that emphasized her generous new penis (although Don was careful to make it smaller than his own.) The plain-looking girl was now a hot gay man.
Don had left Max's memories intact. The new man, puzzled yet overjoyed, preened and flexed his muscles scanning the beach for possible hookups. Now for a boyfriend, Don thought. He spied a tired, overweight woman sunbathing. He smiled, and began pushing buttons.
The woman's fat converted to lean muscle as her breasts collapsed into rock-hard pectorals. Her pale skin darkened to a rich mahogany brown. Her new penis sprang to life as the third new man made that day cruised the beach with lustful eyes, quickly making contact with Max.