Changing nothing

You choose to stay the same; you're already the ideal of the masculine race. The screen then shows a number of possible mates you can choose from. You look over the list, and are surprised by the sheer number of possibilities you could choose, you swear at some point while looking at the massive list there was a slime and a cow to choose from. You decide to narrow the results to things that you think have something that resembles a human pussy.