Ahh, it was all a dream!.. I think?

You awake in your bed, wrapped up in your dressing gown. You yawn softly and get out of bed.

"What an odd dream..." you murmur, but you suddenly realize that your voice sounds different. Odd. You run to the mirror and see the face of a beautiful girl staring back at you. Roughly 19-25 years old, it is a truly beautiful face, with dazzling green eyes, red, rose-like lips, and delicate features.

"It was real..." you whisper. You go and switch on your TV and hear reports "... of a monstrous, rampaging beast. Accounts vary on size, but it was definitely at least 10 feet tall. It rampaged through the city last night, killing hundreds, including the retiring mayor and several little-known politicans." It then has an interview with that woman whose children were beheaded - odd, you'd thought she had died. You hadn't hurt her quite badly enough, it seems.

Dismissing those thoughts, you take off the dressing gown and look at yourself in the mirror. You have a beautiful, slender figure. Plump, full breasts and pale, wonderful skin are among your crowning achievements.

"Time to test this Klaa-Lier thing..." you murmur, and think about an enormously fat man. You suddenly feel heavier. You look into the mirror to see an enormous, gelatinous-fleshed man, completley naked. You shudder and try again - this time you become an almost exact replica of your mother. You try again, and become your grandfather, complete with third nipple and war scar.

"Wow, this is fun! Wonder what I should stick with? "

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