Brad chooses first

Another 5 minutes passed, and I started to wonder exactly what they had in mind. Then I felt my skin start to tingle. "Guys, I'm starting to feel... weird" I said as I started to feel dizzy. I stood up and tried to get some balance on the sink. Then things went dark. I still felt a tingle, but I couldn't feel my body, like I was an "essence", floating in a boundless sea. That lasted for about 10 seconds before I jolted back to reality. I dropped to my knees and tried to catch my breath. "What the fuck was that!" I said, mostly to myself. And then I froze. A slow realization sunk into me. My voice sounded decidedly not like my own. And these weren't the clothes I had been wearing a moment ago. And those weren't the lack of breasts I had a moment ago. And I don't think I was wearing 5 inch black heels before. I gathered my courage and pulled myself back up and looked in the mirror.

I didn't know whether to laugh or to cry. I found myself staring at a complete stranger in the mirror. A stranger with long blonde hair tied back in a pony tail. A stranger with pouty lips covered in... pink lip gloss? A stranger wearing a sexy black dress, with a body that more than filled it out. I looked down and saw (beyond my breasts) nylon clad feminine legs wearing high heeled knee high boots. I looked back up and noticed the same jaw I dropped was also dropped on the gorgeous woman I was staring at. That was ME.

Then I noticed, despite wearing like what, 5 inch heels? I was SHORTER. I thought that was all they would do but this would explain the 10+ minute wait for them to make a decision.

Wait.

That dress was looking awfully flat across what was clearly a fit stomach. Was this a... total change? I wondered. My hand reached down to pull up the dress and examine what was going on down there