Her sense of fashion

What about my clothes?

The proposal didn't really come as a surprise to Jim. He knew she was self aware and lacked the confidence to wear ANYTHING that could attract unwanted attention.
Good idea, though we need something drastic to see if this hoax actually works. Jim said half jokingly as he looked back at Lisa, who put on a slightly look of scepticism. I've got just the thing.. He added.

"My partner's sense of fashion is boring. If I could change her fashion style, I'd make it goth".

Peeping over at her phone Lisa could barely make out what Jim had typed. What? You want me to go from THIS to GOTH?! You don't think we could do something .. a bit more subtle?

Relax, it's not like this thing is real or anything. And if it IS_ _real the only actual way to know for sure is to change something we'll easily notice, right?
Lisa wasn't really convinced that turning goth was the least intrusive change they could do to verify the sites legitimacy, but it probably wasn't real anyway. "What harm can it do, it probably isn't real anyways" she said in approval of her boyfriends proposal. with that in mind Jim thought why not take it a step further?

"My partner's sense of fashion is boring. If I could change her fashion style, I'd make it gothic AND sexy".

"WHAT!? YOU CANT JU-" Jim hit submit before Lisa could finish her protest. For a second it seemed as though nothing would happen. Lisa stared Jim down. ..If only looks could kill. She was a very upset about her boyfriend's "initiative".
I might've gone too far there Jim thought to himself. As he was about to apologize he the world looked as though it was turning into a big blur. Suddenly, he felt like he was traveling at lightspeed through a waterslide with flashing lights.

Lisa went through a very similar experience, with one exception. As the world went into a blur she could feel her clothes being ripped and torn from her body. Just as she thought her clothes had been completely disintegrated she could feel a new fabric wrap around her body. With the limited insight her blurry perception of reality could provide she noticed how the blur featured more and more black when suddenly.. Nothing. Everything was back to normal. It felt as though she'd just stepped out of a really bad hangover. The first thing that met her eyes was Jim's look of amazement. Eyes wide and mouth hanging wide open he failed to utter a single word.

..Did it work? As those very words left her mouth Lisa caught the first glance of her new style.
Before Jim even had a chance to answer she ran into the bedroom to get a better look of herself in the wardrobe mirror.
Sexy may have been an understatement. For the first time in her life she was wearing a choker. A black leather choker with small silver studs all around, it also had what looked like a ring where one would attach a ..leash!?
Her top was equally as ..daring as the choker. A black mesh top which showed off her entire, slightly chubby belly. Under the mesh her bra was completely on display. Her previously bland beige bra had been replaced with a frilly black lace bra.
Fortunately for her the site hadn't included piercings and tattoos in its interpretation of "Sexy goth clothing style". Had she gotten nipple piercings they would've been clearly visible through the thin fabric which her new bra was made of. Her hair also remained the same mousy brown it'd always been.

Where her grey sweatpants had previously been there was now a skirt and shorts combo. Basically a pair of shorts merged with a mid thigh, though the skirt had a gap that would've left her right thigh bare hadn't she been wearing black fishnet stockings.

She inspected her skirt further and realized she was also wearing garters which held up her fishnets. Feeling up the leather garters she could trace them wrapping around her thighs and ass, linking up in various locations through metal rings. The top part of her garters were actually visible just above her shorts. The outfit also featured a belt. The belt buckle was in the shape of a heart. At least the site hadn't gone in the direction of skulls, **** and misery she thought to herself.

Having finally processed the outfit in it's entirety a small smirk could be seen taking shape on her face.

Jim didn't really get to enjoy his girlfriends newfound style for long. She left almost as quickly as the changes had happened, leaving him with only a few seconds to really look at the outfit. After what seemed like an eternity she finally stepped back into the living room. She made a real show of entering. Leaning in a sort of pose on the doorframe she asked her boyfriend a single question..