The truth was, Wendy had already figured out what went wrong as soon as she had recorded her statement. She knew that the only person who recognized the changes was the person who recorded them and the rest of reality adjusted. So what she should have said was that her friend Brooke and Tamara could notice the changes made by the Dictaphone beforehand. "Then," she thought glumly, "I might still have something unique when compared to them."
She wasn't quite sure what had happened when the Dictaphone had rewritten things following her wish. "It was bad enough that Brooke was already a huge, big breasted girl did I really have to make her a futa too? And Tamara," Wendy rolled her eyes as she finally caught up with her sister and friends at the gate to school, "how was I supposed to know making her a futa would give her an enormous cock that would make porn stars jealous."
Wendy sighed as she made her way inside and grabbed her books for class, "At least Tamara and Brooke had thought it a joke and recorded things that were already true about themselves though. Otherwise who knows what might have happened."
Wendy sat in her all female/futa class and saw that both Brooke and Tamara were gesturing for her to join them in the hall before the bell rang. Wendy wasn't exactly sure she wanted to, she hated all the weird looks she got being the smallest of the group and certainly the least spectacular. Luckily, she was saved by the bell and thankfully neither of her friends shared this class with her.
As her futa professor stepped in and female and futa classmates took their seats, Wendy found herself glancing down at the Dictaphone and thinking about what she had just concluded before class. "I could wait until after school and make us all aware of future changes with the Dictaphone." She thought idly. "Or I could use it now on myself and no one would know."
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