“Let’s get you ready for a night out,” Alex mused as he pressed what looked like a volume up button on the remote.
Her outfit drastically changed. The blue shirt tightened across the chest, perfectly revealing the D Cups underneath. The denim legs snapped together as the fabric reformed into a skirt. The skirt turned into a dress, as its hemline crawled up her fine pale legs and the waist merged with her shirt. The outfit, responding to the multiple clicks, continued, as the maxi dress took on a swooping neckline, perfectly showing off the woman’s assets. A reflective sheen then shimmered into existence as latex replaced cloth, finally hugging every part of the lady.
She squirmed in her seat, repositioning the straps to more comfortably hold her tits. Aside from that brief adjustment, she remained unaware of Alex’s changes.
“Niceeee,” Alex said under his breath, appreciating his wardrobe update. He continued to spy on her, enjoying her adjust to all the new attention she was getting. “Maybe worth pursuing her later,” he thought. “Alright, what’s next…” He pointed the remote at a woman in pigtails talking to another man. “Time to help a bro out,” he chuckled, tapping a button.
Immediately the woman’s bust started expanding under her strapped crop top. The suitable C cups blew past D, DD, and… Alex wasn’t quite sure. “Does it go E or F?” he thought, as the man she was talking to suddenly had more on his mind. His eyes, even from this distance, were flickering down, enjoying the nearly oppressive view of her tits.
But it seemed like the woman was getting fed up. She snapped her fingers by her eyes with frustration, before storming off. The aggression of her reaction was somewhat undercut by the swaying of her nearly unrestricted tits. As Alex had come to understand, the Remote could change people and make them think it’s always been like that, but that didn’t stop how they thought about other people.
“Yeah, let’s go hit a club!” A woman laughed with joy. Alex’s focus was shattered as the blue-dressed blonde left the bar, her hand around a guy’s waist.
“Damn it.” Getting laid was certainly easier since he had the remote, but it had made him more distracted. Now that he was attractive, he could easily leave with a lady around his arm whenever he wanted. So, it was now a game of enjoying his time with the hunt. “Let’s eliminate some competition,” Alex slowly grinned, looking to reduce the chance of his next lay being interrupted.
Alex craned his neck searching for other guys. It didn’t take long before he spotted a fit, brown-haired man wearing a tank top, chatting up a girl while waiting for his drink. Despite his muscular build, he had a soft, approachable look that probably helped his chances. “Let’s take that all the way,” Alex said, tapping a special button near the bottom of the remote and enjoying the show.
The man’s hair lengthened into beautiful, straight locks. The neckline of his tank top dipped lower, revealing budding breasts that formed deep cleavage. Red lipstick stained her lips as the black top stretched past her hips and transformed into a little black dress.
No one at the bar was the wiser, as the new-she continued her conversation with a woman. Alex grinned as the sexual tension between the two deflated into just two girls getting to know each other.
Alex looked for another target. Messing with his remote, he upped the bimbo configurations a tad more. With another press, another man’s athletic top, perfectly sculpted to show off his pecs, reformed a black wrap around massive tits. His pants tightened together, becoming a black and white patterned mini skirt, bringing curvy thighs together. And for the final pièce de résistance, her new lips inflated, as a sheen of lipstick adorned them.
This newly transformed woman surveyed her surroundings, savoring the taste of her own lips. As she turned, she finally locked eyes with Alex, her gaze filled with a desperate longing. She gracefully disengaged from the bar and made her way over to him in her heels. He took a moment to admire the way her curvy thighs clashed with the tight skirt, and the subtle jiggle of her tits in the top.
Alex licked his lips. It was always fun to mess with a freshly created bimbo, from his previous experience. He prepared himself for some light conversation.
“Sorry miss, I need to talk to my friend here.” A smooth voice cut through, interrupting the bimbo before she had a chance to speak. A clean-cut, sharply dressed man with broad shoulders and a strong jaw had appeared beside his table.
“Uhhhh,” Alex stuttered, caught off guard. The bimbo pouted, as the man continued.
“Run along now. Have a fun night!” he said with a smile before turning his attention to Alex.
Alex recollected himself, getting slightly angry, “Dude, what? What the hell was that?” This man had just broken some bro-code for sure.
“Hey man, name’s Ryan, nice to meet you.” He extended his hand. Almost on reflex, Alex shook it gingerly. “Sorry about that, but come on, just a flat bimbo-ification? You can do better.”
“I’m sorry, what?” Alex leaned back in his seat, shook.
“You thought you were the only one with a reality-changing device?” Ryan said with a grin, as he pulled out his phone. “My Reality Radar was pinging like crazy and I was just a few blocks down so I wanted to see what was up. Noticed you were on some old tech, Reality Remote 17? You know that’s almost 10 years old.”
Alex was overwhelmed as the man continued talking. He protectively grabbed his remote from the table, as Ryan flipped his phone around.
“Yeah sure, you bought that for what, four thousand dollars? But with a five hundred bucks a month subscription, the Reality Change App stays updated, and lets you do a whole bunch of features that the remote line couldn’t.”
“I’m more of an old-school guy,” Alex muttered, as Ryan ran through some app features. “Why are you showing me this anyway? Why do you care?”
A soft smile rose to Ryan’s face. “Well, I see a kindred spirit. It’s not every day a fellow person with a Reality device is within a block of me. “And…” He trailed off slightly. “If you subscribe with my referral code, I get two months free,” he admitted, a sheepish grin replacing his warm smile.
“So this is a sales pitch?” Alex crossed his arms in slight frustration.
“Well, think of it as a display of what you’re missing out on. With your Remote, you got the basics. You got Age, Gender, Looks, Orientation, and everyone’s favorite, Libido. But you’re missing a certain, narrative. When you bimbo’ed that person, yes the transformation was hot, but there wasn’t any tension there. It was as if you just replaced a dude with a horny chick. Improvement, but you’re missing some sort of je ne sais quoi.”
Alex took a sip of his drink, slightly intrigued. “Okay show me then.”
“There’s my guy, here look at this,” Ryan said, as he motioned to two chicks talking to each other at the bar. He pulled out his phone, loading the Reality Changer App, and showed Alex the screen. “Using the latest LLMs, it’s able to analyze people and give you a read on them. Like as it says ‘Alicia and May are catching up, talking about their boyfriends.’”
“Interesting…” Alex muttered.
“I’m just getting started. You can edit this and the LLM models will use it for guidance. So now,” Ryan started typing furiously. “Alicia and May realize, as they get more drunk, that they are lesbians and really want to make out with each other. They want to keep this a secret from their boyfriends.” Ryan smacked a button on his phone, and a small loading animation played.
Reality Changed! 25 Tokens Used!
“A bit crude, but look.” Through the noisy bar, Ryan and Alex couldn’t make out what was said, but the two women changed their posture. Shy smiles were shared, giggles, one placed her hand on the other’s arm. And within 5 minutes, their lips were on each other’s, as their hands traveled over each other’s body.
“Hot. Now if you would have done that with your remote, it would have been, like, boom, horny lesbians. Now for the next week, these two will be running off having sex behind their boyfriends’ backs.”
“Wait your changes last a week!?”
Ryan smiled, certain that he had won Alex over. “Yeah, by default. You can of course make it shorter, and certain minor changes can last a month. Nothing stopping you from reapplying either, as long as you manage your tokens. Your remote is a 24 hour change limit right?”
“Yeah…” Alex looked at his remote and back at the lesbians, feeling a little behind the times.
“Come on, let me show you another one. You see that chick in the white top? Yeah, the one waiting by the water dispenser? Let me make her thirsty for something a bit more fun.” Ryan typed into his prompt box, speaking out loud for Alex’s benefit. “Loves the taste of cum, extremely thirsty for it, Thinks blow jobs are as normal as drinking water. And sent!”
Reality Changed! 40 Tokens Used!
The woman scratched her throat, as her turn came up to fill up a small plastic cup full of water. She put the cup down, biting her bottom lip as she started to scope out the room. Ryan waved his hand, getting her attention with a nice smile. “Uhhh what are you doing?” Alex asked, as she strutted over. Her long brown hair framed her skinny body well. She kinda had a girl next door vibe. “Helping someone out, just watch,” Ryan said under his breath, as he turned his attention to the woman, “Heyyyy. Name’s Ryan, what’s yours?” “Oh,” A rough voice escaped her lips. Her small hand instinctively went to her throat, “Nichole. Sorry… my throat is rough, parched.” Her eyes flickered down to the table. “Oh I can help with that!” Ryan offered, “plenty of room under the table.” Relief flooded her face. “Thanks, you’re a life saver.” Alex’s eyes went wide as she pulled up the table curtain and climbed under. Alex felt the bumping of her small frame against his knees as she got comfortable facing Ryan’s crotch. “Ooo yeah that’s the spot,” Ryan smiled, leaning back. “So yeah, whew, that’s always a fun one. Don’t worry, she’s good. This will only take a second. Would hate for her to die of thirst down there.”
Alex felt a little unnerved, but true to his word, Ryan leaned back, content, and a somewhat ragged Nichole appeared from under the table.
“Man, thanks for that. Feel *loads* better!” She said with a smile as her thumb wiped a little morsel of cum from her lip back into her mouth.
“Trust me, not a problem.” Ryan said with a smirk, as Nichole bounded off back to her friends.
“How much was that app again?” Alex’s curiosity was piqued.
“500 dollars a month for the standard token package,” Ryan responded, still basking in his afterglow.
“That’s pretty pricey still, for something you don’t even technically own.”
“I know you old school guys like having something physical in your hands, but trust me, with a little thought behind it, your tokens can work for themselves. You see that bartender?” Ryan motioned to an older looking Latino man in a black tank top. Alex nodded, interested to see where this was going. Ryan flipped open his app yet again, and began typing.
“Bartended transforms into horny busty woman in bunny outfit. Knows they transformed. Believes the only way to transform back is to collect 300 cash in tips by any means and putting it in the gutter in the back before end of her shift. Thinks if they fail they will be stuck as a slut forever. Oh, large tips she receives turn her on!”
Reality Changed! 50 Tokens Used!
His app made a sound as the request was processed. “50 Tokens, kinda pricy, but spend money to make money!” He said with a grin as he turned to look at the bartender. The rough face of the older man softened, as thick Latina lips appeared on a flush feminine face. His hair bounded out, as a bunny ear headband sprung out. She stumbled forward towards the wall, as a confused look dawned on her face. Her black tank top and pants, perfectly suitable for cranking out cocktails and beers for patrons on a busy night, shrank, until all that was left was a body suit and fishnets. She looked down at herself to witness her new impressive bust fill out her get up, as fear bubbled up into her eyes.
“It’s going to take it a bit, but they will get the memo.” Ryan chuckled as the stressed out bartender started to slowly pick up her slack again, her tits bouncing with nearly every step. Alex was surprised to find himself entertained, as the bunny girl struggled to come to grips with her new predicament.
Ryan chuckled again, “Huh, most people tip with cards now right? Guess she may have to get a little forward if she wants bills.” As if on cue, she took a dollar bill and tucked it in her cleavage, making eye contact with a few male drinkers at the bar.
“So, Alex, you impressed yet? Want my referral code?” Ryan faced Alex, putting on his best salesman smile, as he pressed him with the hard sell.
Alex tilted his head thinking, as he continued to watch the bartender try to collect cash, her face swapping from arousal, relief, and horror as she attempted to do her task. He then found Nichole in the crowd, licking her lips as she looked for another man to quench her thirst. The secret lesbians were long gone, probably off to one of their apartments to enjoy each other’s company.
“Hmmm, thanks for the demo, but I think I’m good with my tried and true. Maybe in a couple of years, but I’m still not bored of this thing,” Alex tapped his remote.
Ryan rolled his eyes. “Damn. I put a lot of tokens on this. Well, at least I have a backup plan.” Ryan began typing on his phone furiously, as his face became tinged with anger. “Gotta afford this thing somehow, and if that means having a girlfriend cook and clean my house for a week, then so be it.”
“What?”
“Maybe seeing the App work its magic up close will make you reconsider,” Ryan muttered, “Perfect. Confirm.” Ryan put his phone down on the table, looking up smugly at Alex.
Reality Changed! 150 Tokens Used!
A wave of dizziness flashed over Alex. “What the fuck,” he gasped, as a prickly sensation spread over his scalp. Long blonde hair washed down his head, hiding his ears before cascading down his shoulders. A warm grinding plagued his face, as his bones shifted to a more angular form. His lips burned, like he ate a strong pepper, and his fingers confirmed that his lips were thicker, much thicker, and his nose smelled heavy lipstick. “Dude, what the hell,” Alex grimaced, as the changes flowed down to the rest of his body. His fitted black shirt swept down, showing off a hairless chest. This was soon rectified, as a wave of pleasure bounced within him. “MmmmMmm fuckfuckfuck,” his hands went to the pleasure centered on his bare chest, feeling his chest press back as mounds, tits, made themselves known. The sweeping shirt become a low-cut top of a dress, as the fabric continued down and melded with his jeans, forming a little black dress.
“What a show,” Ryan once again chuckled, as Alex’s hands traced his body downward, feeling a flush of heat all around his belt line. He felt the cloth dress stretch as his hips and ass flared out.
“Goddd damn it,” he moaned, as his dick flared in sensitivity. He couldn’t see, but black panties tightened around his cock like a noose, shrinking smaller and smaller leaving less and less room for his dick. His weapon shrunk to match its new confines, until all that was left was a slit and clit. Alex’s hands rushed to this new weakness, and his eyes went wide as all he was met with was emptiness.
“Dude, what the fuck,” Alex sputtered, hearing his alien new voice whine. He reached for his remote, but Ryan’s large hands were already around it, putting it into his pocket.
“Another plus to the Reality Change App, built-in security, and you can never just lose it,” Ryan winked, as his eyes traveled up and down Alex’s body.
Alex folded her arms defensively across her chest, not that it did much help as her body was very much so on display. “Turn me back!” She angrily whispered at Ryan.
“Why? You agreed. We played a game of cards and you lost. Now you have to pretend to be my sweet, loving, girlfriend for a week,” Ryan reminded Alex.
“I- no… uhhhh. I’m not a girl!” Alex pouted, arms at her side. She felt ridiculous saying it. Her tits were practically jiggling out of her dress.
“Yeah, yeah I know. You’re a *woman*. Alexis. Now let’s head back to my place. I should show you around if you’re going to be playing girlfriend.” Ryan grabbed Alexis’s hand as he started to leave.
A jolt of electricity sparked within Alexis’s body. “*What was going on… Why did she ever agree to this?*” She thought. “*Sure, he’s really good looking, but…*” In a haze, Alexis followed her pretend boyfriend out of the crowded bar.
Ryan smiled to himself. “*When life gives you lemons, make the guy into a girl, and have him be your pretend girlfriend for a week*” he thought. Alexis was already making great progress as her other arm grabbed his muscular bicep for support as they continued down the street.
Once they were home, she was practically begging for his cock with her eyes, so he complied.
# Part Two
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Threesome Agreement
Magic University series