Although Tricia felt rather omnipotent with the ultimate remote, he knew if he was careless, it could lead to trouble.
"After all, there's one of these things," he pondered. "Who's to say there aren't more, and other people who know about them? If someone figures out I have one, it could be more trouble than it's worth." Coming to a decision, Tricia pointed the remote at his reflection and hit the "REVERT" setting, changing him back to his original female form, but not before ensuring that the settings which created "Tristan" were saved.
A little more accustomed to the bone-aching, stomach-clenching change this time, Tricia finally straightened up and sighed at her old boring self. She had been tempted to retain her male member, but figured it would make wearing pants slightly more awkward, not to mention bathroom breaks, and she really didn't want to draw any attention at this point. "Tristan" would be free to do as he liked, so long as he could disappear behind Tricia's normal self. Hiding the remote once more, Tricia set off for her job.
After a mind-numbingly boring day at work, Tricia counted the seconds until she could clock out. Rushing home, Tricia hit the shower, then fished out the remote from its hiding place. Grinning nude in front of the mirror, while she was determined to experiment more with the remote, she decided to start off with something she had enjoyed yesterday. This time she was ready for the odd sensations, and watched as her new addition grew between her legs.
"Aaah, that's better," Tricia giggled. "Missed you!"
However, before Tricia could make any further adjustments, there was a loud knock at her apartment door. Knotting her brow, Tricia debated ignoring it since she wasn't expecting anyone, but peeked through the bedroom window. Surprised, she jumped back from the window. Standing outside her apartment was Holly's boyfriend, Ben!
"What the heck is he doing here?" Tricia panicked for an instant, but then shook her head. "He must be looking for Tristan...but why? Is he going to pick a fight over what happened last night?" Worried the insistent knocking might annoy her neighbors, Tricia finally grabbed her bathrobe and threw it on, then opened the front door with the security chain still on, partially hiding herself behind the door.
"Can I help you?" she asked warily, reminding herself that she had never met Ben in her female form before.
"Is Tristan there? I need to talk to him," Ben asked, looking quite disheveled and nervous.
"No, he's not here right now..." Tricia finally responded, then decided to feign ignorance. "I can give him a message if you want, or you can give me your cell number and I can have him call you," Tricia smiled, hiding her discomfort, which was only increased by the fact that despite Ben's rattled appearance, she still found him quite attractive, as was evidenced by her recently-added male genitalia. Crossing her legs slightly behind the door, she waited for Ben's response.
"No, never mind," Ben frowned, and took as step away as though leaving, then stopped, and turned back, obviously agitated. "Look, can you tell him the guy he met at the club last night will be in the park over by Wells Street at 8 PM? It's important." After seeing Tricia nod, Ben left quickly, practically running away from the apartment.
Tricia closed the door and leaned back against it, ignoring the throbbing from her lower body. She didn't know whether to be happy or worried. Was Ben planning some sort of retaliation because of what she did in the bathroom? Maybe she should just ignore him...but she really did like him, and Tristan was an excuse to see him again. Walking back into her bedroom, Tricia dropped her bathrobe on the floor and flopped down on the bed.
Reaching for the remote, she finally decided to...