6'10 & Dumb Face

"Taller. As tall as large man!" I say. "6'10 or whatever..." I drone on.

"Some men love tall women." Hawk tells me as she snaps her fingers as I grow to a giant 6'10, with the rest of my body changing to fit the new size. "Your expression next."

"The one with... the obvious... makeup." I tell her slowly. After a snap of her fingers which sent tingles over my face, slightly shifting it to give a naturally dumb look, and another tingle to my brain though smaller then before.

"Everyone, even if they somehow couldn't before, can tell at a glamce that you don't have a lot going on upstairs. You might even be dumber then my estimates in suggested! But with an attention span like yours, you'll never be bored. Something as simple as jangling keys fascinate you. And TV? Jesus Christ! TV is gonna be amazing to watch. (Even if you don't really understand the plot...you probably won't anyway...)" Hawk explained to me.

I walk back and turn to the next page. "Accent? What's that?" I asked.

"That's interesting right? I just recently developed a magic spell for altering people's accents. So now you'll be my first test subject. You'll sound like a woman, of fucking course, but with a new accent to accompany it. Each accent also has a "Drawback" as well. Too bad, so sad... pick one accent, and write that drawback down for later." Hawk explains to me.

"Now, what to choose..." I say to myself.