A Transformitive adventure: Ben the sporty girl

Ben explored Leroy's mansion looking for the girls, but wasn't able to find a single trace of them. Sure, he could run away, but Ben wasn't about to trust a man like Leroy. For all she knew, the man might send henchmen after her she second she stepped foot off the propriety. If that was the case, Ben could easily wind up locked up in another room. Ben needed to find the girls before coming up with a plan. That way they would all not only get out together, but also have a greater chance of success should the situation turn violent.

Then again, Ben didn't really have any proof that Leroy was up to anything malicious. "Maybe, it really was all an accident," Ben thought, unaware that a security camera was watching her every move. Maybe, I should give him the benefit of the doubt. "After all, he was sweet enough to take time out of his busy day to apologize me, personally," Ben thought, as she held the heart of the necklace she received from the man. 

Suddenly, Ben's heart skipped a beat and her cheeks went flush.  "Now that I think about it, he was quite handsome," Ben said out loud, while thinking about her captor's perfect jawline and butt. "Yea. What I wouldn't give for a chance to grab that ass." Ben began to feel a bit of self-loathing. She had been friends with Leroy for years, but never bothered to touch his butt. "Then again, it would be a little awkward seeing as we were both guys. Besides, he could have any girl he wanted." Ben thought about all the times she had an opportunity to ask him out, but hesitated. "Oh, why can't he see the girl that's always been next to him loves him!", Sara yelled, pissed that her love interest never made a move. It wasn't like she wasn't trying. She couldn't imagine the number of times she had "accidentally" had a wardrobe malfunction, and gave Leroy a look at the goods. 

Little did Sara know, her crush had been messing with her mind. Sara no longer remembered her life as a cameraman named Ben, but rather life as a girl named Sara.

Sara heard footsteps coming up from behind her. Looking back, she saw her crush and bounced over to him. "Hey, buddy! Thanks for inviting me over!", she practically shouted. unaware that moments earlier Leroy gave her a little energy boost. Leroy, on the other hand, was a little disappointed. He had changed so much, and the only physical evidence was that Sara's shirt was now a girl's cut.
"So, how do you like my gift?", he asked. Sara blushed and said, "Oh, I love it! Though, I like your new teleporter more. Now, I can see you all the time." 

Leroy pulled out his phone. Sure, the girl was cute, but she could always be improved. Sara looked to be a bit of a tomboy, and that wasn't necessarily a bad thing. It was all a matter of what kind of sports she enjoyed. Leroy went ahead and changed one of her life goals into becoming a professional cheerleader. A little amusing was the fact that some of her other goals included were to get Leroy in bed and win a hot dog eating contest. Next up was the girls occupation, Leroy simply changed that from camera woman to college student and placed her onto the cheerleading team. and finally he made his soon to be harem girl a bit more flirty, as well as changed her three sizes. He also made it so she wouldn't mind sharing Leroy.

Leroy clicked the "Apply All" button. Looking up, he was stunned by the beauty before him, every aspect of the new Sara seemed so perfect.
"Come on, pal! Let's go swimming! I think a little exercise will do you some good!", Sara said, sweetly. "Do you want me to get you a swimsuit?", Leroy asked the girl who giggled to herself before sarcastically saying. "No, I want to go swimming in the buff! Of course, get me a swimsuit, dummy!",  she said with a wink. Leroy laughed to himself. "OK, one swimsuit, coming right up!" Pulling out his phone, he found the details for the girl named Erica and made her a very loyal maid on her way to deliver some swimwear. "Alright, the swimsuits will be here momentarily." Sara grabbed her crush's arm and began stretching her legs. She made sure to give Leroy a good view of her cleavage. Sara had a plan for today, and that plan was to finally get out of the friend zone.
Sara "accidentally" lost her balance and stumbled forward into Leroy, pressing her impressive breasts into his chest. "Sorry about that! Thanks for catching me!", she said with a wink.

Moments later, a rather serious looking maid stormed into the pool area. She definitely didn't look happy. More to the point, the look that she gave Sara made it clear that she didn't at all care for the woman. "Your swimsuits, sir," she said, trying to remain regal in tone.t Her words still had plenty of anger behind them, though. Sara scooped up the bikini and ran to the changing room with a "Thanks, Erica!"

If looks could kill, then Sara would have been dead ten times over. She never let the girl out of her sight, not even for a second. 

Once Sara was out of earshot, Erica turned towards Leroy, her face twisted into a angry scowl. "Why is that no-good harlot here again!?", she demanded. "Whoa there, Erica. Why so mad?", Leroy asked. The maid pointed her finger at Leroy and jammed it into his chest. "Because, you insist on only seeing women who are far beneath you! Your mother spent a great deal of time searching for a fitting wife, and you turned down all suitors for that slut! It's about time you found a woman who wouldn't shame the Ferguson family name!" Leroy smirked "Maybe I should marry you," he said, jokingly. Erica stopped for a seconded and pondered. "Humpf! Very well. You and I have been together since we were children. No one would question the validity of our relationship. I will begin making arrangements for the wedding for the day after tomorrow." Leroy was dumbfounded. Looking at the phone, he noticed her affection for him was only at 55.  She definitely enjoyed his company, but that was a far cry from being in love. Erica really was marrying him to preserve the family name.

"Hey, aren't you being a little hasty?", Leroy asked, confused. Erica, however, simply glared at him. "No, I am not! Your mother has been working her finger to the bone trying to get you suitors. I've literally had to watch that woman go grey for you, finding daughters from wealthy families and award winning scientists. Do you know how much stress you cause her, every time you say no to one of these girls?", Erica scolded. Now, it was Leroy's turn to feel bad. It was true his mother had to pull a lot of strings to set him up with those girls, but Leroy wasn't a fan of these arranged marriages. Perhaps with a few alterations, he could have Erica be his wife and still get his harem. "OK, let's do it," he said, with the intention of transforming Erica.

Sara ran full tilt out of the dressing room towards the two. She stopped a few feet shot of them and struck a pose. "So, guys, what do ya think?", she asked, playfully. Erica turned towards the girl and spoke up. "Well, it would seem you're just in time. I would like to announce mine and Leroy's  engagement."  Much to everyone's surprise, Sara didn't do a thing. She simply smiled and said "OK, that's cool." Sara simply didn't care, because she didn't mind sharing. "Welp I'm going for a swim," she said, before doing a backflip into the pool. Erica was a little weirded out by the girl. She expected her to explode into a rage. Well, anyway, there's no time to waste. Today would be her last day as head maid, she would have to find a replacement, as well as arrange a wedding, and on top of that, she had to deal with that ninja Leroy had locked up.

What happens next?
Leroy turns Erica into a sexy maid.
Leroy turns Erica into an attractive business woman.
Leroy continues his activities with Sara.
Leroy and Erica go on a date.
Erica uses Leroy's phone to improve herself.
Erica uses Leroy's phone to improve Sara.
Erica uses Leroy's phone to take care of Aoi.