Wrong Remote

Carol sat down on the couch and reached for the remote on the coffee table. In the other room, Mark stood, looking at himself in the mirror.
“Carol is going to love this,” he said, admiring his new six-pack. He loved his wife and knew that she worked hard every day at the hospital, so he planned on surprising her when she got home with a rock-star stud body he gave himself from the magic remote.
“I’m telling you Mark, you are rip—” *CLICK*. His words were interrupted by a sudden shift in his body. His height fell by almost a foot!
“What the—” *CLICK* His hair poured down as one beautiful, wavy brunette piece.
*CLICK* His new abs faded away to create a perfectly flat stomach. *CLICK* His body hair disappeared revealing smooth, tan skin.
“WHY WON’T THE REMOTE WORK, MARK??” Carol screamed from the other room.
*CLICK* *CLICK* *CLICK* Mark felt a panic as his soft skin reshaped to a more feminine form. His ass exploded, his hips widened and his waist shrunk. Beautiful breasts erupted from his chest. His face was that of a beautiful woman. Even his dick was gone, replaced with a soft, shaven pussy.
*CLICK* His entire body shifted, becoming even softer and smoother. He was younger, eighteen it seemed. He had a tan line along his hips of a thong.
“CAROL!” She shrieked, like a girl. “THAT’S THE WRONG REMO—” *Click*
Everything went blank.
“MOM SHUT UP I’M TRYING TO GET READY. OH MY GODDDD” Macy yelled back. Why was her mom always such a bitch????


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