Give Jenny a tune-up.

Standing there near the door looking at both your neighbor and your servant, you can't help but notice that Jess is much hotter than Jenny. That's no good. Your personal attendant should be striking as befits your station in life. Other women should feel inferior.

"Come here." You say, and both women immediately move closer to you. You're not interested in handling Jess at the moment, so you usher her back out the open door. She protests weakly, eyes darting to Jenny but she's unable to say anything that's going on in her mind. About how she's really hurt that you would be interested in another woman, that she's jealous, that she's fallen in love with you and wants to serve you just as Jenny does...

"Good seeing you." You add, and then hold up the cash. You know she definitely fucked some dude for the money, and take some sick pleasure in knowing that she came up with that idea on her own. "Keep doing this. This is good."

She brightens at your approval even as the door closes in her face. On the other side of the door you can sense that her resolve to whore it up so you can have more money has deepened. It's only fair, since you turned her into the sex bomb she is now.

You turn back to Jenny and find her kneeling politely where you left her, her hands folded in her lap. She's still feeling uncomfortable that your neighbor is so much hotter than she is. Well that's about to change.

"Jenny."

"My Lord?" She rides to her feet.

"I'm going to change you now. Hold still."

She nodded but didn't say anything, already trying to remain still as instructed. She's really a natural at taking directions. You made a good choice.

You look her over. She's 5'5” and slender without seeming particularly athletic. Fair skin with freckles, straight, shoulder length sandy brown hair. She has pretty eyes, Hazel with little good flecks in them. Cute nose. Lips too thin.

Her body is very nice, for a normal girl. Perky B-cups on her slender frame don't look too small at all, nice flat stomach. Before your powers, you'd have called her beautiful. She is, but now everything is relative. You visualize her new self in your mind and start altering.

Jenny is two inches taller. Her breasts are two cup sizes bigger but still just as naturally perky as they are now. They are heavier but won't lose their youthful firmness or perkiness over time, and they are a perfect 45-55 ratio, with cute little nipples, sensitive to pleasure. She has visibly toned abs with soft definition, as well as toned muscle and definition on her arms and legs. Her hips are a bit wider, and flare out gracefully. Her ass is perfectly sculpted. She is immune to all disease, is without genetic defect, and won't age. She has the cardiovascular stamina of an Olympic athlete and the flexibility of a contortionist. With the exception of a little patch above her pussy, her body no longer grows body hair.

You watch the changes happen, making small adjustments as you go, until a work of art stands before you. Lithe and athletic, a picture of femininity and power in one glance. She looks like a fitness model and lingerie model at the same time.

And then you notice her face. It's pretty, but it seems out of place on her perfect body.

Jenny's skin is perfect. Her neck and jawline are taut and well-defined. Her nose...

You keep making changes until you don't even recognize her as Jenny. Her sandy hair is now a sunset strawberry blonde, with a bit of natural curl, spilling down her back, almost to her waist. Her nose is different, her bone structure is different, her eyes are even shaped a little different. Her lips are fuller and pouty without looking artificial. You even straightened and whitened her teeth, and darkened her natural skin tone from dungeon-prisoner-pale to a healthy tanned olive, making her somewhat racially ambiguous. Her hazel eyes are now a purer, deeper hue without the flecks. You could get lost in those eyes.

She's magnificent. She's not Jenny anymore. Her old life is gone, and with it her face. She's now someone new, someone who is and always has been your servant.

"Alright. I'm finished. There's a mirror there."

Servant turns to examine herself in the mirror.