Chantelle stood in front of her mirror, focusing on her reflection, scrutinising every inch of her body. She cringed, hating her stomach and her thighs, and as she wished they would shrink...
... they did.
"Holy crap..." she breathed. "I didn't think I was ever going to manifest..."
Chantelle's eyes widened, almost comically, as she watched her body change shape and size, all controlled by what she was thinking at the time.
It would take mroe practice, but... she was going to have a lot of fun with this.