Dennis had plenty of things to do, but he was stressed out, he had a couple of tests to study for, and they weren't going to be easy. He decided to head to the student lounge and relax for the first time all week.
He ordered a drink and moved to an outside seat. The weather was pretty nice and the scenery was pleasant. And there were plenty of people walking by and sitting around to entertain him. Looking down at the camera, Dennis fiddled with the controls and finally turned it on, looking to try it out a bit. He aimed the camera around him, checking out the focus. He stopped at a table that head been there since he started college. It was old and the legs weren’t all that steady. He had always wished they would fix the damn thing. And then looking through the camera a weird thing happened. The picture on the camera showed a newer, nicer table. He turned his head around the camera and saw that the table was the same.
How could this be? He looked back at the picture and as he thought about the table turning red, the table on the camera turned red. Raising his eyebrows, Dennis snapped the picture and when he pulled the camera down a red table sat there. Dennis jerked from surprise and looked around. Did anyone else notice the table had changed? Nobody around him seemed to care or give any reaction. Dennis got up and walked over to the table, giving it a long look. He walked over to a group he had been staring at.
The girl was very pretty with big boobs. She was obviously the girl friend of the frat boy next to her. It was pretty obvious he treated her like crap. He was currently ignoring her, but earlier he was ordering her around and she seemed to shrink back as if he had hit her before. He was talking to his buddies when Dennis walked up.
“Uh, excuse me, but could I ask you a question?”
The big muscled frat boy, Jared, looked up annoyed. “What?”
Dennis almost took a step back. What a jerk. “That table next to you. Was it always red?”
Jared looked at Dennis like he was nuts. The girl next to him, Katherine, gave him more of a concerned look.
“Yes, that table has always been red. Why?”
Grunting an acknowledgement, Dennis nodded his head. “No reason. Sorry to bother you.”
With that, Dennis sat back down and looked at the camera again. Perfect pictures huh? He pointed it at a passing guy with a receding hairline and thought about giving him some hair and with the snap of his camera, his head sprouted hair. The man paused, reached up to touch the tingling he had felt on his scalp and became wide eyed. He turned around to see if anyone noticed anything and walked quickly to the bathroom.
“Hmmm. That guy seemed to notice the change. I guess I need to try it out some more.”
And he did. Dennis changed hair color and clothing, carefully watching the reaction. When the person walking by suddenly had a dog on a leash, the new owner paused, looked at the happy dog, shook his head and continued on. Dennis still hadn’t figured out if people knew about the changes or not. It seemed to be related to the circumstance. But not only could he change things, but he could apparently create things with a thought and the snap of his camera. What an incredible power.
Having experimented enough, Dennis was now ready to try out some real fantasies.
As he sat there, watching people go by, he was tapped on the shoulder. It was Wendy, a girl who he hadn't seen since 8th grade. She had moved when her dad got a new job in Chicago.
"Dennis? Is that you?" Wendy asked, and Dennis turned around. Wendy had always been pretty, he guessed, but he really didn't pay any attention to it when he saw her last.
"Huh? Yah, I'm Dennis. Do I know you?" Dennis had no idea who this very pretty young lady he was looking at was, but she was definitely what he would refer to as "stunning". She was about 6'0 tall, with a very slim waist and a very generous bust, which looked huge even on her very tall body.
"Oh, I'm Wendy, remember? We were in school together until 8th grade? Who woulda thunk we'd end up in the same college?" Wendy seemed very cheerful. "I don't know many people here, I just transferred from Northwestern. I was looking for some people to hang out with. You wanna hang out for a while?"
"Sure" Dennis replied.
"Where do you wanna go then?" Wendy asked.
Dennis looked at her and smiled. “Have a seat. I’m about to try out my new camera. The day is about to get a whole lot better.”
Wendy looked at him funny as that last line sounded almost like a mad scientist about to bring a monster to life. And for Dennis, his mind was already on overdrive. So many fantasies. So many girls. So many women. So much strength and muscle to wish for.
He could change Wendy into one of his muscle fantasy girls. He could transfer the size of that frat boy to his girlfriend. He could bring comic book girls to life and give them the muscles they deserve. TV show stars or movie stars too. And they could be as strong and as muscular as he could imagine. Or perhaps start the same and then add muscle so Dennis could watch the growth and here them describe the experience. To watch Wonder Woman grow bigger and bigger and muscles and then take on the rest of the Justice League was a long running dream of his.
Formulating his first full thought, he raised the camera up and smiled. This was going to be awesome. Or so he thought.
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