Ian's fingers hovered over the DS again, his gaze firmly fixed on the small screen. The cursor moved to the 'Enter a name' field, and he typed 'Kayla Madison.' His sister's image flashed up on the screen. He confirmed his selection and chose the 'Control' option from the list. He decided on 'Partial Control', still wanting Kayla to maintain some awareness.
Kayla was upstairs in her room, likely prepping for another day at school. Ian's stomach fluttered with nervous excitement. He was about to step into uncharted territory. With a deep breath, he hit the 'Activate' button.
On the top screen, Ian could see his sister's image reflected in her vanity mirror. He could also see her thoughts on the top screen, a whirlwind of to-do lists, fashion choices, and teenage drama.
His fingers moved towards the stylus, hovering over the keyboard on the bottom screen. He typed in a command, and Kayla looked inquisitive, like she was going to try something new. She then looked like she had a revelation, and worked to change her hair into a messy bun, something she seldom tried. In the mirror, he saw her face register satisfaction. She reached up, touching the bun, a look of pride crossing her face.
Emboldened by this success, Ian decided to explore further. He selected the 'Transform' option and began to change her body, giving her muscles like their father and brother, altering her usual slim physique. He watched as Kayla looked down at her body, her eyes wide with shock.
But as Ian reveled in this newfound power, a pang of guilt began to set in. He was crossing boundaries, invading Kayla's personal space in a way that was deeply intrusive. He quickly reversed the transformations, and released his control, leaving Kayla back to normal but undoubtedly confused.
He put the DS down, his mind whirling with thoughts. The power he held in his hands was tempting but dangerous, a Pandora's box that could wreak havoc if misused. He knew he had to tread carefully in the future. Next, Ian decides to: