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“Hey, Lawrence,” Stephen called, his voice steady and calm. “I found something today. Thought you might be interested.”
Lawrence barely glanced over. “Unless it’s a satellite phone or a five-star meal, I’m not interested.”
Stephen pulled out the remote, holding it up for Lawrence to see. “Take a look at this. Ever seen anything like it?”
Lawrence glanced over despite his previous lack of interest and cocked an eyebrow, frowning slightly. “What is it?”
“No idea,” Stephen replied, tossing it over. “Found it on the beach. Looks like some kind of remote control, but I’ve never seen anything like it.”
Lawrence caught it clumsily, looking it over. “What, you think it’s going to summon a rescue team or something?” He laughed derisively, but his laughter died as he saw the strange symbols. “Weird,” he muttered, pressing a button.
Nothing happened.
He shrugged, tossing it back to Stephen. “Probably just some junk washed ashore. Not like it’s going to help us.”
"Yeah... sure" said Stephen, confused, putting the remote away and goes to sleep, turning the remote over in his mind.
When he woke up, as usual, earlier than Lawrence, who was sleeping on a bed of dry leaves, he noticed a strange remote that glowed a little green on his side. Stephen got up and went to inspect the remote, it seemed to have two buttons - a green one that glowed and a red one. 'Very strange' he thought, his gaze fell on the peacefully sleeping Lawrence, causing Stephen to feel a wave of disgust and annoyance.
'Lazy spoiled idiot' Stephen thought, pointing the remote at him and pressing the button that was previously glowing, which turns off. 'Why am I stuck on an island with this idiot and not with the girl of my dreams?! It would be much better!'.
A faint humming noise filled the air, and Stephen’s eyes widened as he watched Lawrence’s body begin to glow. 'What the…?' he thought, staring in disbelief. The glow intensified, enveloping Lawrence entirely. And then, as quickly as it started, it was over.
Lawrence groaned, stirring awake. “What the hell was that?” he muttered groggily, sitting up and rubbing his eyes. But as he moved, Stephen noticed something different. Lawrence’s features had changed slightly—his hair was longer, his skin smoother, more delicate. His frame seemed smaller, more petite.
Stephen’s heart raced. 'No way,' he thought, eyes fixed on Lawrence. 'Did that thing actually…?' He presse button again, and the transformation continued. Lawrence’s body shifted again, his chest expanding, his hips widening. His polo barely managed to contain the sudden growth of his breasts, which nearly exploded out of his polo, tearing the fabric in the process, and his shorts ripped apart to reveal smooth, pale skin.
Stephen’s eyes widened in shock as he watched the transformation unfold before him. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. Lawrence’s body continued to shift and morph while he turned to his side. The muscles softened, and the once broad shoulders narrowed, giving way to a more delicate, feminine build. His hair grew longer, cascading down in messy blonde waves that framed a softening face. Lawrence’s features became more refined, his lips fuller, and his eyes larger and more expressive.