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You find yourself unable to move as the brunette circles you, examining your altered form. "Hmm..." she says quietly and calmly to herself, "Still some more I need to do..." You glance nervously at her, but still unable to speak or move any part of yourself. "Don't worry, I'm not gonna turn you into a ditz or anything," she says, "You just need a few more changes." Using the device, she summons up a full-length mirror in front of you, obviously so you can clearly watch what's happening. The brunette moves off to the side, and starts inputting commands.
Watching in the mirror, you clearly see the changes. The first thing that happens is that you seem to shrink a bit, and your features become softer; you see from the reflection that you're becoming younger, stopping when you appear to be about 17-18 years old. Your eyes widen a tiny bit and change to a beautiful blue. A wave sweeps through your hair, darkening and lengthening it. Within a few seconds, you have pitch-black straight hair that flows down your back to your waist. You cringe from a pain in your chest as your breasts push out, reaching what you'd guess to be a low-end D-size. Your arms and legs are slim and smooth, and your hands are dainty; these are refined just a tiny bit to match the rest of the changes.
You gasp and fall to your hands and knees as you feel yourself released from the grip of the alterations. You look up at the brunette, smiling over you, and slowly, shakily, get to your feet. The brunette taps the remote and a small, dark red purse materializes slung over your left shoulder. You glance at it, and then back to the brunette, who seems quite pleased with you.
"There, now, you're much better now," she says. Nervously, you glance around, at yourself, at her, at everyone around. You stare down at yourself and at your reflection in the mirror, still in shock. The brunette inputs a couple more commands, and you find yourself tripped and fall to the floor on your ass. As you stand back up, you notice that the brunette is nowhere to be seen. The mirror she used to show your transformation is also gone, and nobody's reacting to anything that just happened. Your right hand is holding a folded piece of paper with "Dear Karen:" written on the front. Figuring it must be a note, you unfold it and read it:
"I know what you're thinking, but don't worry, I haven't done anything to your mind. Well, except change your name; you're now Karen." You pause. You still remember everything that happened and what the brunette's done, but you can only think of your name as Karen. Aside from that, despite being a girl, your mind's untouched. "Consider it a favor, we're the only ones that remember boy-you; this way you'll know who you are. But that's it; you'll have to get used to being a girl on your own. But that's what you get for what you did. Oh, I also changed your home and possessions to match the new you (don't worry, I didn't go overboard with the girlyness) - consider it a bonus. Have fun as a girl, Karen!"
Written by Zeke
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