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Riley looked at the phone's screen, and a flutter of excitement moved throughout his body. Was he really about to do this? He was told that this app was dangerous, but his curiosity was much too powerful to ignore. He took a deep breath, reassuring himself that if he didn't like it, he'd just reverse it, but his lust for knowledge needed to be quenched. Riley needed to be a girl, if only for a minute, just to understand what it was like. Holding his breath, he tapped the button, starting his transformation.
It felt like a punch to the gut, the wind being knocked out of his lungs, his entire body shrinking significantly until he was a mere 5' 2". He regained his senses from the initial blow, hearing his new, higher-pitched breathing as he did so. His hair, a muddled mop of brown, bleached itself to a blonde that screamed of dye as his eyes physically grew larger, changing from blue to a muddied green. Wingtip eyeliner applied itself to his face, simultaneously adding blush to his raised cheekbones. His nose and jaw, once strong, grew diminutive and cute, embodying femininity on his soft, round face. His lips plumped, becoming kissable and alluring, a small coating of gloss appearing over them.
He put his phone down as he stared into the mirror he set up, barely recognizing the attractive young woman staring back. His arms grew slim, his fingers following suit as the nails painted themselves a neon green. Puzzlement filled his mind at the strange makeup combo the app had chosen for him, but it wasn't like he could change it. His shoulders compressed in contrast to his widening hips, giving him a distinctly female silhouette which was quickly enhanced by an influx of flesh packing onto his hips and butt, inflating his thighs to strain the ripped jean shorts that replaced his pants. His shirt didn't change, deciding to stay as the overly baggy top hanging on his minute frame, but he could feel shifting beneath it.
Fabric snaked along his torso, sewing itself into a simple bra that had nothing to cup. As if awaiting this development, his chest started to expand, fat flowing behind his nipples to fill the bra and leave him with a pair of small but perky breasts, the likes of which hardly showed form beneath the loose shirt. He shifted his large thighs, feeling a void appear between his legs, a small moan escaping his, or rather her, lips. The sleeves of her shirt detached, wrapping around her hands into a set of striped arm warmers. Her socks climbed to mid calf, taking on the same pattern as her sleeves, her shoes morphing into a set of black Converse sneakers, completing the ensemble of a cute scene girl, ready to party.
Her phone chimed, a notification popping up with a timer attached. "Changes complete, one minute to revert before reality shift." Riley glanced at it, looking back at her new body. She had to admit she was quite attractive, but this wasn't a quest for a new form; this was just an experiment to see from the other side. She put her phone up to her face, expecting it to unlock… but nothing. Facial ID didn't register the new girl, and neither did the fingerprint reader. Panic rose inside her; her biometrics changed, of course they did! But now she couldn't open her phone. She pulled up the PIN keypad and tried to type in her passwords, her unfamiliar fingers fumbling on the now wide screen. She hit the enter key, but the phone only returned with a wrong password prompt.
She watched the timer ticking away, goosebumps appeared on her arms as it neared zero. She kept typing in various passwords, realizing that her complacency with biometrics may have just made her lose her body and cause whatever a "reality shift" was. Then, the timer hit zero, and the phone opened, a toast proudly claiming that it was unlocked using facial ID. Riley pulled up the app to just see the home page, the reverse button no longer adorning the screen, and stared at it, shocked. Glancing at the mirror, she steeled herself for her new life, realizing she'd get a full understanding of life as the fairer sex.