If the power to change reality truly rested in the palm of her hand, a bit of selfishness was in order.
She searched for her own profile, and watched her waifish, unassuming figure fill the screen. Flat-chested, short, with unadmirable features, a lifetime of insecurities on display.
Insecurities that might be washed away in moments.
She began with her face. Tweaking, thinning, and contouring like a careful plastic surgeon until she was gorgeous without being unrecognizeable: Slightly filling out her lips, shaving her jawline closer to a perfect heart shape, raising her eyebrows just a hair to give an open, honest look. On a whim, she checked a couple random boxes for additional facial features: a smattering of freckles draped artfully across the bridge of her nose and a daintly sunspot right at the corner of her new lips.
A new height was a must,to bring herself up to something resembling average. After a moment's consideration, she decided on adding 9" of height, to bring herself up to a perfectly normal 5' 8".
Next she sized up her figure. Rail-thin and flat-chested had its benefits, but she had always had envious eyes for the strong, stacked, athletic girls who populated the squat racks at her local gym.
With that goal in mind, she slowly poured the weight on. She bit her bottom lip as she watched her 3D model's thighs thicken and backside round. Her breasts swelled, from a nonexistent A-cup to a full and proportional DD-cup. And all throughot, she made sure her new body would be wrapped in dense, powerful muscle under the soft exterior, settling on a final weight of 180 pounds. Starting from her current weight of 90 pounds, she would double in size.
She was about to become a goddess. Powerful and beautiful, cleavage the ancients would fight wars to claim with a figure that put fitness models to shame. The 3D model updated to reflect the changes, current outfit stretched to reveal her new size. Her lavendar hoodie stretched slightly under the strain of her new form, pushed outward by new breasts, broad shoulders, and new height until a strip of muscular, smooth abdomen was on display. Her spandex gym shorts were stretched near their limit, riding high on her new bubble butt and accentuating her soon-to-be muscular legs. She hadn't bothered with a bra this morning, so no concerns there.
She scrolled through the transformation options, pondering which to choose. In the other room, she heard the squeak of a knob as Laura's shower ended and an idea struck. She set up the transformation to take place over the next hour, then sized up her wardrobe.
The moment of truth, time to find out if the app was real. She tapped the apply button and tossed the phone onto the bed.
Instantly she felt sensation was through her body, a warm undercurrent of pleasure that started in her toes and spread until her whole body gently pulsed with unexplainable power. Over a pound per minute of new growth pushing her upward and outward into the woman wanted to be.
The app was real, time to see how long it would take for Laura to notice the changes.
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