Laura was jogging across the sand behind her house toward the small group of shops that made up the boardwalk area. She glanced back over her shoulder from time to time to make sure Greg wasn’t following her. Her hope was to stay in densely populated areas where Greg, if he did decide to pursue her, would be less likely to try and grab her. And there was something else she was looking for too.
She couldn’t believe how that extra bulk had gone straight to Greg’s head and she made a mental note to try and keep herself grounded once she made some alterations of her own. Then she smiled realizing that the body of her dreams was within her reach.
Looking back toward the house one last time she realized that she could use the phone to shrink Greg back down but decided that since he didn’t seem to be following her he may have actually gone down to the weight room as he said. She didn’t want all of his strength to vanish while he was bench pressing some ridiculous amount of weight. He may be a brute, but he was still her brother and she didn’t want him to get hurt.
Laura made it to the boardwalk and immediately spotted the shop she was looking for: The Swimsuit Shack. Seeing the nearly naked Greg had shown Laura that she would need something that fit post alterations. She did her best to conceal her overwhelming giddiness as she browsed through rack after rack of skimpy bikinis imagining all the various ways she could grow and flaunt her body. She was so close to leaving her current boyish body behind she could taste it.
Narrowing her selections down she settled on a bright red thong with a black swirl patter on it. The top was a large which she intended to fill to its maximum capacity.
Laura paid for her purchase with her credit card (ignoring the clerk’s odd look over her size choice) and made a mad dash for the changing rooms outside. Once inside she went into a stall, locked the door, and whipped out her phone. The Alterations app was still running when she unlocked her phone and she saw Greg’s enlarged form displayed. She noticed that the “Mass” slider had been moved less than a quarter of the way up.
“My god,” she said quietly, “if he had gone all the way he be... well, a monster.”
A few button presses brought her back to her own image. She steadied her hands and examined her options. She started by tapping on the height button. A menu appeared allowing her to input her desired height down to the fraction of an inch. After a moments consideration she input 5’ 11“ giving her a inch over her sister Vanessa. The 3D model made the height adjustment and Laura then noticed that she was given an option called ”Proportion.“ By moving the slider she found she could alter the ratio of her leg to torso length. She slowly moved the slider up making her legs grow longer and longer while keeping her height set. She stopped when the readout indicated that her new pins measured a seemingly endless 42 inches.
Laura saw that the Laura pictured on the screen was having a bit of difficulty with her pants. What once fit perfectly were now constricting and far too short. This gave her an idea. Putting the phone down she stripped her clothes off and her new bikini on. The swimsuit was ridiculously large on her tiny frame, but she didn’t let that get to her; before long it would be plenty tight.
She picked the phone up once again and was pleased to see the 3D model of her body was now clad in the new bikini. It also fit loose, but with her added height the image in her mind was beginning to take shape.
Next she zoomed in on her hips and waist. She adjusted her hips until they were a wide and curvy 40 inches. She turned the model around and made adjustments to butt sculpting a round and firm behind that looked incredible in the thong. She turned back around and, finding her waist had grown a bit with her extra height, decreased the measurement just a little back to 30 inches. Laura zoomed back out and looked at the entire image with a smile. The adjustments she had just made gave her a nearly cartoonish hourglass figure that was only missing the upper swell to complete. Eager to fix this problem she zoomed in on her upper torso.
A slider marked ”Bust“ appeared and Laura immediately began adjusting. She didn’t have to slide far to get the results she was looking for, in fact a second after she began the computer version of Laura has a bosom so swollen the bikini top’s strings popped and fell away. Laura took her finger off the button and found that just like with Greg’s muscles she had only moved a fraction of the way up the scale. The was an indicator next to the enormous breasts that told showed the simulations cup size was now LL.
”Insane,“ Laura said. ”If I went all the way on this thing I’d probably fill this whole room up with my boobs.“
She slowly slid the selector back down until the bikini repaired itself. Then she adjusted just a little more down to give herself a little bit of room to move. Now her phone told her the pictured breasts were an H-cup.
”Perfect,“ she was getting more excited by the second. Her soon to be H-cup breasts would put Vanessa’s DD chest to shame. She zoomed out and admired the incredible figure she’d created from her previous form. But she wasn’t done quite yet. She clicked the muscle button and (careful not to go too far) slid the mass selector just enough to give herself a fitness model’s physique. Her musculature was obvious, but still sleek and, most of all, sexy. She tried adjusting the density slider as well, but no matter how far she pushed it she didn’t see any change. Confused she let go and moved on.
Laura clicked through further options. She desperately wanted to hit the apply button, but she also wanted to make sure she did this right and all the way. And, with every new tweak and adjustment her excitement level grew. She found she could remove her freckles and even her skin tone out. She gave herself a healthy even tan and changed her hair from a dirty brown to jet black. She reshaped her face in slight ways: shrinking her nose and chin a little, filling in her lips and cheekbones. Then she changed her eye color from brown to the most brilliant and blazing shade of green.
Lastly she clicked on the button leading to the collection of tattoos. She saw there were options to draw your own or even import designs from imported pictures, but there was also an extensive database of thousands of designs. She scanned through the ”Butterflies“ folder since she currently felt like a caterpillar about to emerge from her cocoon. She found a gorgeous design of a butterfly with bright yellow, blue and green wings and placed it on the template Laura’s right inner forearm.
At long last she zoomed out on the 3D model and regarded it with lust and excitement. Finally her moment had arrived. Her finger drifted over to the ”Apply“ button and pressed.
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