Continue to examine herself.

Samantha stares with dread and fascination at the image she sees staring back at her from the reflection in the water.

She is a woman, caucasian and looks to be around twenty-two, besides that everything is different. Samantha’s straggly brown hair is now a beauty wave of raven black. Running her hand down her cheek it is clear even through the dim reflection in the water that her new face is of perfect feminine proportions. This body is taller, stronger with almost impossible curves. Her arms are toned as is her abdomen that is now a bit exposed because her large breasts have caused her shirt to raise up a bit showing her midriff. It is as if the playmate of the decade has been combined with a female gold medal Olympic athlete.

Pinching her hand Samantha checks to see if she is dreaming, she isn’t. This seems all so real, but how has this change happened? Aliens, magic, **** induced hallucinations? All the possible answers she can dream up are all too fantastic to even seriously contemplate, but there is now doubt her mind is now in the body of an incredibly attractive and physically fit woman.

Looking around again Samantha wonders if she changes locations she might be able to get reception with her cell phone. Maybe the tower across the lake would help, or should she head the opposite direction away from the strange structure?