That night when I got home from work I practically sprinted to my PC so that I could order the ingredients needed for the wand. Unfortunately for me, none of the retailers offered anything close to quick shipping. I was going to have to wait two full weeks before I could try making my wand, but in retrospect that was probably for the best because it gave me time to plan...
Later that week...
”Maybe Mark would be a good test subject...” I thought as I waved to Mark Miles who was out mowing his lawn. I watched as the short fat man bounce atop the seat of his riding lawn mower while I closed his mail box. ”Mark could become May... Long blonde hair... A healthy set of tits...” In my head I pictured a busty blonde wearing a bikini riding Mark’s lawn mower. Her glistening breasts bounced and jiggled as she mowed her lawn.
Pulling away from the curb I continued to the next house. ”But do I really want to bang a guy?..” I asked myself as I pulled up to the next mailbox. ”Then again reality would be rewritten, so would I really be banging a dude?” I paused before reaching out of the mail truck window and pulling open the mailbox.
Saturday night...
I took drink of my Labatt Blue tall-boy. ”She might work...” I thought as I scrolled through the Instagram page of a beautiful redheaded college girl. ”Cute face... Nice tits... She would be a decent base...” I glanced down at the notebook in front of me. ”I could fix that pudgy belly... And those acne scars should be taken care of...” My eyes kept bouncing between the notes I had jotted down about my body potion and the screen. ”Maybe I could even pump up her tits a bit...” I took another drink of my tall-boy. ”And give her an absolute donkey-ass to counter balance them...” In my head the redhead on the screen was slowly morphing to match the changes I was brainstorming. ”But should she be tall?... Or short?” I imaged her body growing shorter and more compact. ”My god those tits and that ass would be ridiculous... She would be a complete nutbuster...” I told myself as I bookmarked her Instagram page and moved on to the next one.
”An Asian girl would be interesting.” I thought scanning through the new Instagram page on my screen. ”Of course we need to boost the T and the A.” I thought as I began altering her in my mind. ”But she can’t be a tiny thing... No, I want her tall... I want her to be an Amazon.” I pictured the slender woman’s muscles filling out as her body stretched taller. ”I would make her so tall that I’m eye level with her breasts...” I paused for a moment to compose myself. I wanted to pull out my dick and start beating off, but I needed to keep planning. ”Calm down Nate... We’re working here.” I focused back in on the Asian girl’s Instagram. ”So she’d be super tall... Not super curvy like the redhead, but still curvy... And she’d be toned and fit... Pfft...” I leaned back in my chair as I fantasized about the Asian Amazon. ”My god all I would want to do is knock her up... With our genetics... Those kids would be fucking blessed.” I bookmarked her page and moved on to the next Instagram page.
The following Wednesday...
”Maybe Evelyn Mathison would work.” I thought as I sat in my mail truck staring at her small house. ”She’s got to be in her 90s... She’s either a widow or she was never married... I've never see anyone there so I bet she doesn't have any family left... or they’ve just left her to die...” I frowned thinking about how often elderly people like Evelyn are just left do die in their home. ”So in a way, I would kind of be doing a good deed.” I told myself. I began to picture all of the different fantasy women that I had created in my head over the last several days. ”Her becoming anyone of these women would be better than her current reality.” I pictured Evelyn’s pale wrinkled face and frail failing body. ”I bet she would love to be in her 20s again... Completely reborn as a intelligent and charming beauty... She’d be very very classy...” I told myself throwing the truck into gear and heading on to the next house.
