"Hey Dillon! Come here for a sec!" I called out to my room mate who just walked into the door.&nbsp;<br /><br />"Give me a minute man, I just got in. Let me put my bag and jacket down in the room first," Dillon replied walking straight into his room.<br /><br />I pulled out my phone and looked at the picture of Lizzy Myers I found online on facegram. It was a photo of her in a silver, glittery, spaghetti strap top and black panties leaving little to the imagination. The caption was "What skirt should I wear today". She was so hot! But what I was going to do was going to be hotter.<br /><br />You see last night, I found out I had a unique set of powers. I don't know how, I don't know why, but for some reason I could change people's physical and mental attributes and control who is aware of the change and who isn't. Pretty wild right? It must have been a generational power that's been passed down, or some bullcrap like that. I haven't really got the hang of it, to be honest, I just tried it on myself last night, changing little things, but let's save that story for another time.<br /><br />Dillon plopped down on the couch in front of me in his white singlet and black basketball shorts.&nbsp;<br /><br />"What's up dude? What you got for me?" he asked. Now was the perfect time, I started to concentrate. In my mind I wanted to transform Dillon into Lizzy Myers, her exact likeness in the photo in my phone. I concentrated real hard on her image replacing Dillon's in front of me. Mentally I wanted him to be unaware of any changes I made. I closed my eyes momentarily, then was distracted by Dillon's voice.<br /><br />"Dude! What the shit? Are you having an aneurysm or something?" he said. I opened my eyes and gasped. "What's wrong dude? Do I have something on my face? You're acting really weird man."<br /><br />Oh shit, it worked! Well, kinda. I stared at my handy work. Whilst it wasn't what I wanted, I found myself being very turned on (damn this headswapping fetish!).<br /><br />Dillon shifted his posture, opened his legs and leaned forward. "Earth to Dan, you alright there buddy? Are you gonna show me something, or are you just wasting my time dude?" Dillon was looking annoyed now. I finally take my eyes away from his flat, pantied crotch and grabbed my phone. The picture of Lizzy had now changed, she had Dillon's body under her head, wearing the loose white singlet and basket ball shorts.<br /><br />"Dude I just wanted to show you Lizzy, what do you think?" I asked.<br /><br />"Oh wow she's hot dude! He took the phone in his manicured hands and was zooming in on the picture. Look at her bulge dude, I bet she packing some serious heat under those shorts." Dillon remarked. I saw him briefly rub his new equipment quickly. "The things I would do to her, you have no idea!"<br /><br />"Maybe you should go for her dude! I mean you are more compatible, right?" I asked.<br /><br />"Nah, its all good bro! You can have her, she's not my type, type, you kno?. I'm just saying she's hot! Maybe a one night stand fling you know. Do you know if she wants that? Coz my boys are totally up for it," Dillon said grabbing his tits. "Though I wouldn't mind just grabbing her hose and shoving it in my wet pussy, you know what I mean?"<br /><br />"No, not exactly," I replied with a smile.<br /><br />"Anyways dude, I'm gonna take a nap. I'll see you later!" Dillon said as he got up and wiggled his new bubble butt back into his room. His "nap" is usually code word for play with himself for a bit then fall asleep, but he didn't know I knew that. Not even a minute after his door closed, I could hear his low moans through the thin walls of our apartment.<br /><br />"Man, I'll have to put a mental setting in Dillon a little later," I thought. "Or maybe change his head."