"Can't go wrong with tall, dark, and handsome," Tricia smirked at himself.
He had gained some height when he swapped genders, but was still only about 5' 6". Fiddling with the remote, Tricia elected to add about 5 inches to his height. Pressing "start", he marvelled as his perspective changed, the floor dropping away slightly, and all of his limbs gaining some length. Crouching down, Tricia found by leaping with all his might he could even touch the ceiling. Still nude, he gasped at the unfamiliar sensation of movement in his genitalia from the action, then chuckled.
"Now for the dark and handsome part..."
Adjusting the settings for hair, Tricia darkened his hair color until it was midnight black, then lengthened it until it just brushed the nape of his neck, adding a slight wave in the process. He debated going for a goatee, but decided on clean-shaven instead. He rubbed his chin as the remote did its work, then ran a hand through his soft hair.
"Body hair might be nice," Tricia pondered, running his hand over his smooth chest, but decided to save it for another day. Being a man was going to be distracting enough. For final touches, he changed his eyes to a light shade of blue with green flecks.
"Even I would be into me," Tricia gloated proudly. "And looks like I am..." he noted, as he again sported a growing erection. However, he noticed the clock said 4:30 PM, and decided there was no more time to waste on self-admiration.
Tricia held up a pair of boxers, tempted by the freedom they offered, but opted for the briefs instead, as they would help to hide his rather frequent arousal. Pulling on some of the clothes he bought that afternoon, Tricia did some fine-tuning with the remote until his proportions matched the clothes exactly, and they looked like they were tailored to him. Remembering he had no ID or credit cards he could use as a man, he slipped some cash into an old wallet. He was nervous about leaving the remote behind since this was his first outing as a male, but he didn't want to risk it falling into someone else's hands, since he couldn't carry a purse to hide it this time. Instead, he climbed on a chair and hid it just inside an air vent. Finally ready, Tricia headed over to Linda's house.
Walking down the street, Tricia couldn't decide whether to be smug or self-conscious over the looks he was receiving. Although nervous about standing out, he had made an effort to create his image of the ideal man, and realized he would have to deal with the attention. Anyway, I can always say my cousin left town, and change my male looks the next time I go out, if it gets to be too much Tricia reasoned with himself.
Arriving at Linda's house just on time, he walked up to the door. Ringing the doorbell, he was greeted by a rather surprised, but obviously enchanted Linda. It was apparent she hadn't expected Tricia's "cousin" to be quite so handsome. Her bashful smile gave Tricia the self-assurance to know he had made the right choices, and he stepped forward with his best smouldering look.
"Hi, I'm Tristan, Tricia's cousin," Tricia smiled smoothly, holding out a large hand which easily enveloped her petite one. "You must be Linda. Thanks for agreeing to take me around tonight."
"Oh, no no, it's my pleasure, Tristan," Linda beamed, enthralled. "You know, I was thinking, for tonight, why don't we..."