Damn. Choosing an ideal mate's body is an incredible amount of pressure to be given at once. There are so many types of women that fascinate and interest Jon. He ultimately threw caution to the wind and went generic in almost every aspect. Pete was racked with waves of incredibly odd sensations as his body violently shook in response to Jon's sudden desire.
Then, nothing. Pete opened his eyes to see his beautiful new girlfriend looking lovingly into his eyes. They kissed. Pete noticed a distinct softness in his own lips. It drew his attention to the feeling of the clothes across his skin. It was different than he was used to and it gave him the clear impression he was now smaller in stature. Pete broke off the kiss and started to admire his new form. He was cute in a girl next door kind of way. He had shoulder length, brunette hair. Clearly present but not prominent breasts. His skin was far from flawless but it wasn't anything you'd think twice about. It certainly wasn't something Jon cared about or even noticed. "So this is the new me?"
"No promises, I guess. But I'm certainly going to try my best to keep you stable like that! I took a moment to delve deep in my mind and, for whatever reason, that's the form I truly think you should take.
"Cool, I guess." Peter was relieved but the situation was still incredibly odd. The pair walked through several stores and picked out their new wardrobes. Jon's pledge to Pete was kept true through the experience but Pete lacked the same self control. Jon ultimately purchased outfits that catered to a few different types of women he knew Pete fancied. He enjoyed his new feminine body parts but it worried him how comfortable he was getting with Pete's ability to change them around at will.
