The Planning Begins

That night when I got home from work I practically sprinted to my PC so that I could order the ingredients needed for the wand. Unfortunately for me, none of the retailers offered anything close to quick shipping. I was going to have to wait two full weeks before I could try making my wand, but in retrospect that was probably for the best because it gave me time to plan... **Later that week...** _”Maybe Mark would be a good test subject...”_ I thought as I waved to Mark Miles who was out mowing his lawn. I watched as the short fat man bounce atop the seat of his riding lawn mower while I closed his mail box. _”Mark could become May... Long blonde hair... A healthy set of tits...”_ In my head I pictured a busty blonde wearing a bikini riding Mark’s lawn mower. Her glistening breasts bounced and jiggled as she mowed her lawn. Pulling away from the curb I continued to the next house. _”But do I really want to bang a guy?..”_ I asked myself as I pulled up to the next mailbox. _”Then again reality would be rewritten, so would I really be banging a dude?”_ I paused before reaching out of the mail truck window and pulling open the mailbox. **Saturday night...** I took drink of my Labatt Blue tall-boy. _”She might work...”_ I thought as I scrolled through the Instagram page of a beautiful redheaded college girl. _”Cute face... Nice tits... She would be a decent base...”_ I glanced down at the notebook in front of me. _”I could fix that pudgy belly... And those acne scars should be taken care of...”_ My eyes kept bouncing between the notes I had jotted down about my body potion and the screen. _”Maybe I could even pump up her tits a bit...”_ I took another drink of my tall-boy. _”And give her an absolute donkey-ass to counter balance them...”_ In my head the redhead on the screen was slowly morphing to match the changes I was brainstorming. _”But should she be tall?... Or short?”_ I imaged her body growing shorter and more compact. _”My god those tits and that ass would be ridiculous... She would be a complete nutbuster...”_ I told myself as I bookmarked her Instagram page and moved on to the next one. _”An Asian girl would be interesting.”_ I thought scanning through the new Instagram page on my screen. _”Of course we need to boost the T and the A.”_ I thought as I began altering her in my mind. _”But she can’t be a tiny thing... No, I want her tall... I want her to be an Amazon.”_ I pictured the slender woman’s muscles filling out as her body stretched taller. _”I would make her so tall that I’m eye level with her breasts...”_ I paused for a moment to compose myself. I wanted to pull out my dick and start beating off, but I needed to keep planning. _”Calm down Nate... We’re working here.”_ I focused back in on the Asian girl’s Instagram. _”So she’d be super tall... Not super curvy like the redhead, but still curvy... And she’d be toned and fit... Pfft...”_ I leaned back in my chair as I fantasized about the Asian Amazon. _”My god all I would want to do is knock her up... With our genetics... Those kids would be fucking blessed.”_ I bookmarked her page and moved on to the next Instagram page. **The following Wednesday...** _”Maybe Evelyn Mathison would work.”_ I thought as I sat in my mail truck staring at her small house. _”She’s got to be in her 90s... She’s either a widow or she was never married... I've never see anyone there so I bet she doesn't have any family left... or they’ve just left her to die...”_ I frowned thinking about how often elderly people like Evelyn are just left do die in their home. _”So in a way, I would kind of be doing a good deed.”_ I told myself. I began to picture all of the different fantasy women that I had created in my head over the last several days. _”Her becoming anyone of these women would be better than her current reality.”_ I pictured Evelyn’s pale wrinkled face and frail failing body. _”I bet she would love to be in her 20s again... Completely reborn as a intelligent and charming beauty... She’d be very very classy...”_ I told myself throwing the truck into gear and heading on to the next house.