Rock the outfit you wore yesterday.

It's still damp, but you don't care. It only needs to last you a ten minute walk, and given how bright the sun is already, it should finish off the drying before you even get there. You slip on a pair of lace pink panties, a bra to match, neither of which you previously owned, and then the denim shorts. They feel both shorter and tighter than before, but your legs are long and slender, and there's nothing wrong with showing that off.

You slip on the white t-shirt as well, which still clings slightly to your now-buxom chest. Now you wonder if people will notice.

From your closet, you retrieve a gym bag, and stow away your workout outfit and a bottle of water. From your bathroom, a towel. After all of this, despite how insane it may be, you start to think none of it feels at all like a dream. Perhaps it had something to do with the statuette you found...

You head outside and begin to strut your stuff down the sidewalk. Your hair blows in the breeze like a perfectly framed model shoot, and you start to notice something. The odd man you pass by actually stops and stares. You've never felt anything like it before! People are actually distracted by your beauty, and anybody attracted to women, man or woman, seems to be unable to resist a glance. They check out the swinging of your hips and the barely covered curvature of the cheeks beneath them, your legs, and the bounce of your chest beneath the fabric of your shirt. You even seem to smell great, like flowers or fruits, despite not having put any perfume on before leaving.

Not only that, but you feel... powerful.

With each person you arouse with your new physique, you absorb Arousal Points or AP, which act as a pool of power to spend on more intensely effecting the minds of those who are attracted to you. It doesn't just come from people you interact with, but also the people around you. Your Fame is your total AP gained, and it cannot decrease, unlike AP. It's a good way to track how influential you've been, but be careful! Becoming more famous can be both good and bad.
Whether you understand it or not, you seem to know this. Not only that, but your body is on a whole other level than before. You're gorgeous, and you also have no need for methods of contraception.

As you walk, you continue to enjoy the feeling of people's jealousy and their desires. Finally, you're on the opposite end of it.

You look down over your body, and slip your hands up over your bust. The cool, damp fabric sticks slightly to your skin, and one could peek at your pink undergarment through the material if they were to look closely enough. You can't help but push them up, and feel proud of the firmness, but you also fail to notice a timid-looking girl talking on her phone on the sidewalk.

Her eyes are glued to your chest as you do this. Unable to resist, you look at her with a simple but sexy stare as you grab your collar, and fan it forward and back. You bite your lip and look her over as you pass by, and see her fidget in place. She seems like her interest definitely doesn't reside within them, and by how she's flushed pink, you think you've excited her. Your ginger hair whips as you turn your gaze back to the path in front of you.

I thrilled her by just walking by with some light teasing. I wonder if I made her a little wet... This is amazing. I can't wait to get to the gym.