I have always liked Asian males, and decided to try creating one of my own. The homeless guy's skin and hair darkened, and he became smaller and thinner as he changed to what looked like Chinese. His skin was a dark bronze, and his jet black hair was lightly speckled with silver. Another pass took ten years off, removing the gray hair, and a third left him in his early twenties. Because of the way he was sleeping, I really couldn't see his face very well, and his clothing blocked the rest of his body. Well, thatw as easy to fix - his clothing vanished, and I admired his lean, muscular body and large, nearly black sexual parts.
Runt grinned. "Reminds me of an old movie where they go to a Chinese take out and order 'cum of some young boy.' You planning on eating out?"
I flushed, but did not restore the guy's clothing. Instead, I regressed him to his late teens. He shifted on the bench, finally putting his face in full view. He was very handsome, with classic Chinese features. "So, have I gone too far?"
"Nah." Runt looked him over. "Nice work. We just need to make a couple of mental adjustments."
"Like what?" I frowned, not sure I wanted to change who he was inside.
"Well, he made some life choices that left him alone and sleeping on the street. It's not like you are ruining a family life or a successful career. You want to keep him around, or is this a hit and run?"
I blinked, but understood what he meant right away. If I wanted to have an Asian boyfriend, I'd just created a perfect one. If not, I needed to adjust things so he didn't think he was crazy.