"If I find another girl to scan,' he thought, 'I could kill two birds with one stone.' His attention turned to the food court. There had to be at least one suitable subject there. That an odds are he wouldn't have to follow them, they'd already be seated. It was all too perfect and he jammmed the device in his pocket as he hurried along.
Before he could get any further a shock went through his body. It was like static electrcity yet about ten times stronger. In an instant a whole set of feelings began to wash over him, growing stronger as he counted them. The tops of his feet were exposed to air, as were his legs. A cool gust curled up and teased between his legs. George looked down but something blue was obscuring the view. Instinct dictated to push it away but as he did he could feel it was his chest. It was now protruding almost grotesquely out and it was strangely soft to his thin fingers. "Whoa, did you see that," a shrill voice exclaimed behind him.
George turned and saw a group of three middle-school aged boys. Their jaws had dropped in amazement. "Are you, like, some street magician or something? How'd you do that?" "Do what," George's female voice was so alien to him. "How'd you turn into a lady? Where'd that guy disappear to?" "Listen, this ain't a show so get lost," George shouted in frustration. "Whatever you say, psycho lady" another said before slowly wandered off. Extending one leg out he realized that his shoes were now girly black wedges. "Wow, how did this happen?" George pressed a hand to his temple only to snare it in long dark hair. He pulled it out and rubbed the fine strands before his eyes. 'I need a mirror' his old voice echoed in his mind. After quickly adjusting to walking with breasts and miniskirt he found a camera display. Aghast, he saw the girl he scanned before in the various monitors. "I've become her! Down to the clothes?"
George pulled at the tight miniskirt, the same shade of white. With both hands he cupped the cheeks of the female buttocks. It was pleasantly and alarmingly smooth at the same time. 'Wait! I know! Her underwear!" Long nailed fingers dug into the tight seam. A strap of fabric was hooked on the nails. George pulled it out, digging the g-string deeper in. After awkwardly turning around he looked in the monitors.There was a black thin T of underwear appearing from out of the skirt. 'Oh No! I am her!'
"Hey! What are you doing!" The stand operator raced around the display, "this isn't some kinky strip tease! Get out of here or I'll call security!" George didn't know how to react to it all so he began to walk away. This was made harder by the sensation of a ridden-up thong.
George found an open seat and collapsed into it. His clothes and body was that girl's now, down to the last bit. As George shifted his hips in the seat something dug uncomfortably into his side. "Ow! What the heck?!" His long nails clattered on the device before pulling it out. On the screen his new body rotated and a black bordered message. TRANSMOGRIFICATION 100 Percent. 'What? Transmogrification! I didn't allow it to do this?' "How could this have happened?" George nearly jumped when the new text block appeared. He slowly read it.
-SCANNER A.I. SOUGHT RELEVANT APPLICATIONS.
-FOUND OPEN SOURCE MATTER MANIPULATOR IN THE WORLDCLOUD.
-ADOPTED TO DEVICE INTERFACE.
'It found a program to use, then changed the device'. "Change me back," George commanded into the machine.
-ERROR: UNSPECIFIED CONTEXT OF TERM "Back". PLEASE TRY AGAIN.
George set the device down and sighed. There had to be a way to change back. In the meantime, the old him thought, there could be some fun in this.
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