Yeah! THAT was clever!

You throw the piece of crap to the car floor and stomp on it. Immediately a green glow radiates from it, and a metallic voice says "ERROR 494M-A. MACHINE POWER SUPPLY SEVERED. ERROR 562P-A. BOLT 4-37 REMOVED. ERROR..." The machine goes on like this for a while, until you stomp on it again. This time, the voice says -

"LINK SEVERED. AUTOMATIC SELECTION OF GENDER, CHARACTER, BLOOD TYPE, ETC." Uh oh. That doesn't sound too good.

"NAME - JENNIFER" Suddenly, you feel the overwhelming urge to forget your former name. "Jennifer" suddenly seems a very good title for you.

"SEX - FEMALE" Duh. You stay the same on this one.

"BLOOD TYPE - DOUBLE O NEGATIVE" You notice your skin get slightly paler but feel no different.

"BUST SIZE - CURRENT KEPT" Well, that's good. Wouldn't want to be "Jennifer of the mighty bust".

"AGE - 42" Wait a minute!

Too late. You feel your skin wrinkle and hair fall out, your clothes grow too tight and your breasts sag. You look in the mirror to see a middle-aged lady staring back at you - mildly desirable, perhaps, to middle-aged men, but none too pretty right now.

Oh, crap.

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