This choice: Swapping some more customers • Go Back...Chapter #7Swapping some more customers by: Unknown Liam decided he'd try to figure out all the buttons' functions by experimenting on random strangers before getting to his coworkers. Looking around for some targets, he soon spotted a whining kindergarten-aged boy being dragged along by his babysitter, an awkward gangly-looking girl of about fourteen with prominent braces.
"Buddiwannatoy, iwannatoy, iwannatooooooyyyyyy," the kid was blubbering.
"Why don't I get you something to play with," muttered Liam.
This was a good opportunity to try out some of the buttons. One was labeled "AWARENESS." As he pressed it repeatedly, Liam saw it cycling through several colors, corresponding to the colors of tiny little labels next to the button. Liam squinted and read them: "ALL," "BOTH TARGETS," "TARGET 1," "TARGET 2," and "(OFF)." He decided to set it to "TARGET 2."
The other button Liam activated, a simple on/off switch, was "COPY."
Besides these two buttons, "CLOTHING" was still activated from before.
Choosing a body donor for the whining brat, Liam settled on a young red-headed woman, maybe in her early or mid-20s, who'd definitely dressed to turn heads today. She had on some elaborate strappy sandals, a short skirt which emphasized her impressive curves, and a boob tube top with (presumably) a strapless bra which completely covered but definitely emphasized her perky C-cup breasts. All her clothes were in a similar shade of red to her lipstick, her manicure and pedicure, and her hair. She definitely stood out in the crowd and turned a few heads.
Liam took aim, copying her body from the neck down on to the bratty kid. Instantly, the kid was now taller than his babysitter. What's more, he was quite aware of his new situation. He immediately froze in his tracks, causing his babysitter (holding on to one of his slim hands with stylish matte red manicure) to stumble. "What now?" she snapped, irritated, looking up at her charge.
The kid looked down at himself and used his free hand to caress his breasts. Then he gave a little hop, sending the mammaries in his red boob tube top bouncing slightly. "I have... boobies..." he mumbled.
"Ugh. Of course you do," said the babysitter, subconsciously brushing down her jersey over her nearly completely flat chest. "Rub it in, why don't you? Now come on, we have shopping to do for your mum, if you're quite done bragging about yourself."
They walked off, the babysitter flustered and frustrated, the kid in a daze feeling himself up. His free hand was now down his skirt, feeling around. They vanished around a corner, and Liam heard the kid's voice again, exclaiming something in shock and surprise.
Liam wanted to move on, though, so he looked around for more targets. There was a mother chatting away at a friend of hers in the magazine aisle. Her 9-year-old daughter, standing nearby, was shuffling her feet and looking bored. Her son, a few years older, was looking very interested in the nearby magazine covers showing skimpily dressed women.
Liam changed the remote settings again. He switched off "COPY," but activated the buttons "VOICE," "GENDER," and "SEXUALITY." The "CLOTHING" and "AWARENESS" buttons were still set to their previous settings. As he took aim at the siblings, he saw that the sister had noticed her brother's new pastime and was rolling her eyes at him. The brother, meanwhile, was brushing down the front of his pants in an attempt to subdue what was going on inside them.
"No longer your problem, mate," grinned Liam, swapping the two. Instantly, the former brother now had the body (from the neck down), as well as the gender, of her former little sister. She immediately noticed her new height, looked around in confusion, and saw her ex-sister with her original body. He was looking at the magazine covers longingly, his trousers twitching. "What the- !" her new sister exclaimed, but instantly shut up and grabbed at her throat, surprised at the sound of her new voice.
Their mother turned around to see what the fuss was about, and saw her ex-daughter nursing a growing stiffy, looking at magazine covers. She gasped, then said: "Pam! What are you doing?"
"N-nothing, mum," claimed Pam in the deeper voice of his ex-brother. "I was looking at the cool cars on these magazines!"
The mother's friend giggled, while the mother at first blushed, then joined in the laughter and said: "I suppose boys will be boys!" Pam looked down and shuffled his feet, blushing deeply. "Sorry, mum," he mumbled.
Meanwhile, his little sister looked on, utterly pale and in shock. She had been patting down her new body, and discovered that she was definitely all girl. She had to hold on to a nearby shelf to steady herself. "We should be moving on anyway. Nice seeing you, Julia," her mother was saying. "Come along, Pam, Richard," she added as she walked off.
Pam walked stiffly alongside their shopping cart, his face still a deep red as he blushed at the embarrassing situation. Richard shuffled along behind, her face pale as snow, the gears of her mind visibly turning as she tried processing her new situation. She patted the front of her skirt again and winced.
"That worked," smirked Liam, deciding to...
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