This choice: Mark experimented further... • Go Back...Chapter #4Mark experiments further. by: Mr. George   Forcing herself to put the remote down beside the sink, her fingers trembled but she managed it. She had to breathe deeply to stay calm, resist the urge to snatch it back up, and stab at the buttons until she... until Mark was restored.
Inventing a task for herself Mark went to fetch a footstool. The need to examine her new body building. She felt a deeper understanding of 'Lord of the Rings', the seductive call of power, and it's dangerous addiction. The scene of Bilbo surrendering the ring was now much sharper, the difficulty now acutely clear.
Dismissing her wandering thoughts, she took the living room footstool to the bathroom. Giving herself a simple task, helped Mark get her racing thoughts back under control. Her eyes darting to the remote, as soon as she returned. The whole situation felt unreal, as if the controller could vanish at any point, or her... his... -damn it- his friends would jump out and yell 'Surprise!'.
However, it laid there, exactly as she'd left it.
"It's an engineering problem." she told herself, "Just go slowly and carefully, and take note."
The unfamiliar voice she spoke in, undercut her confidence. But looking in the mirror she recognised the determination on her face, the resolution in her eyes. For the first time, she recognised herself behind/beyond the body.
Picking the remote up, she handled it carefully. This time making sure not to accidentally press any buttons.
Brushing her slender finger over it, the screen whirled, various options flashing past on the screen.
Restore Gender.
Restore Ethnicity.
Restore Previous Form.
Enhance bust.
Enhance rump.
Extend legs.
New Changes.
Display.
Undo.
Resisting the urge to stab the screen, and study the options. Mark wasn't about to accidentally trigger another change. He allowed the scrolling screen to slow and stop on it's own. Safety was her first instinct with any new piece of equipment. Being careful to swipe rather than tap, she selected, 'Restore Previous Form'.
Having a last look at her curvy, Asian body, the pensive beauty in the mirror looked gorgeously insecure and in need of a warm, comforting hug. But with a nod, she tapped the screen. She took in her body with a professional eye, a focus on the details.
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In moments, she was restored. At least, she thought with a scowl, partially.
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She recognised the first form, her less busty... least busty form. She breathed easier, literally, with a lighter bust and progress made in her experiment. In her experiments, the first of many.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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