A New Girl

"I bet I can tell what you want to look like, then," he said.

"Go on," said Claire, laughing. Jamie turned to look at me. It was getting hard to conceal my erection now, and I tried to hunch slightly to cover myself. I was certain I was blushing.

"He wants to be quite petite, short dark hair and perky tits." He grinned at his now-aunt, then faced me again. I couldn't meet his eyes, but I smiled nervously.

"That's right," I said. "Not too big, though."

"That's absolutely fine, then!" Claire seemed to be enjoying herself enormously. I was pinching myself to make sure it wasn't just a dream. "I'll give you a peachy ass, a thin waist and some wide hips as well. We may as well do the whole package!"

I laughed nervously. "Are you sure this is alright?"

Claire nodded reassuringly. "The whole process should last about fourteen hours, I'd guess. Luckily you're not too tall so we won't have to change your spine overly much. Calculating the minute curvature can be a bitch. Do you want to start now? Then take off your clothes and step into the pod. Jamie will attach the breathing apparatus and face mask."

Almost in a daze, I stepped over to the pod and clambered in, Jamie close behind me. I was embarrassed to take my clothes off in front of him, so I hesitated as I began to unbuckle my belt. "Will you turn round?" I said. He grinned cheekily and winked at me.

"Sure thing, man. I mean, miss. It doesn't matter though." He laughed as he turned around. In the distance I could see Claire at a computer screen. On it, a tiny human figure was revolving as she adjusted settings. She called over to me.

"As soon as we begin fill the pod with protein-laced water, I'll chemically make you unconscious so the hours will just fly by. Your base line readings need to be as stable as possible before we alter your DNA, ok?" I gave her the thumbs up back and lowered the oxygen mask over my face.