Sarah's

You leave Taylor and her messy face and knock on Sarah's door. She answers the door. "Can I help you?"

"You can actually," you answer. "I just need you to answer some questions." Before she can reply, you launch right in. "Would you rather be instantly sexy and nobody think it's odd that your appearance changed overnight or be plain looking, but be smart and succesful and confident in who you are?"

"Sexy," she answers quickly. Very interesting, you think. Her body changes in a flash. Her boobs became bigger, not as big as Taylor's, but perky and perfectly shaped. Her ass gets firmer and a little bigger as well, and her new much slimmer waist makes her ass look a lot better. Her longer legs accentuate her new assest and her model pretty face completes the picture.

If she notices that her clothes now fit a lot tighter and her body looks like a movie stars, she doesn't show it. I guess nobody noticing applies to her too. You launch into the next question. "Would you rather tell me your deepest secret or give me a blowjob right now."

She pauses, "I'll tell you a secret." Dissaponting. She leans in conspiratorially, "I'm in love with Taylor's boyfriend, Justin" Maybe not so dissapointing. You can work that. She recoils back to the safety of her room. "I don't know why I told you that."

"Last question," you announce, "Would you rather play a game of my rules to win Justin's heart or be forever pining after your friend's lover?"

She takes a deep breath, "I'll play the game. I can't go on without taking a chance."