If Aaron and Luke didn't notice anything wrong why change it? That was Steven's thought as he pocketed his new, reality bending toy. Neither of his coworkers missed a beat and carried on with their conversation as they had been a moment ago. "This is absolutely bonkers," he mumbled in awe, crossing his arms and smiling to himself. Aaron continued to regale Luke with his escapades of infidelity, and Luke seemed every bit as engrossed.
Did this count as cheating now if they slept with their girlfriends? Considering it seemed like reality had changed to accommodate, at least in the room they were all in, maybe not.
'Wonder how they'd do as chicks? That'd be something to see.' Hell, he didn't have to imagine it now either; the remote snug in his pocket was capable of such a thing! Just to be certain he pinched his cheek and grinned when it stung in response. "Bloody awesome..."
Luke and Aaron concluded their chat, or at the very least got back to work. Not wanting to be caught slacking Steven went about helping out, breaking down empty boxes and stacking them for disposal later. Of course, he kept an eye on the pair as they went about their business too, keen on gauging just how different things were now.
For Luke's part he seemed to be picking up much heavier objects now, which made sense given his biceps were the size of Steven's thighs. And Aaron meanwhile, with Luke's more average body beneath his smarmy noggin', carried on with the smaller, more reasonable containers. Amusingly, Aaron kept having to adjust himself in his jeans, apparently dealing with whatever hormones had been going through Luke just a moment ago. Evidently the idea of messing around had really gotten Luke's engine going.
That, or Luke had a little streak of bisexuality.
Steven himself didn't fancy men, of that he was certain, but the addition of swapping people around him left Steven sporting a bit of a stiffy. And really who could blame him! He had the ability to completely change people all without their knowing. He could give women men's bodies and vice versa, swap around ages, ethnicities. Part of him almost wished people did realize just to see how they'd react. Maybe the remote had that function? He'd have to mess around with it a bit later.
For now though their work was coming to an end in the back as the last of the boxes were broken down and the containers stacked to the side. Smiling to himself, Steven patted the remote and headed for the doors to the shop floor again, pausing briefly and glancing over his shoulder at the other two. He could swap them back now, or leave them be.
Or, if he was feeling adventurous, maybe now he'd take Aaron's body and chat someone up, see how things went. Of course, he could also just swap people on the floor too, including himself. It's not like he'd have a shortage of options!
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