Sex-Fiend

"Sex-Fiend because I want to at least enjoy this." I tell her.

"Oh! Really? You sure sweety?" Hawk asks me.

"Of course I am." I tell her.

"Suit yourself." Hawk says as she snaps her fingers.

'Oh! Qhat is this fuzzy feeling? T-that feels kinda ggoood! Ooh! So fluffy... And kinda-a hot...' I thought as a fuzzy fog clouded my head for a few seconds making my new cunt drip and my cock to stand erect. Finally, the feeling went away leaving a much dumber person left. My face was sweating and a large blush could be seen on my lewd face with my tongue hanging out.

"Your previous IQ would have been 155 so the 80 point decreases isn't as bad as it could be, stopping at a still low 75, but still like a lobotomy." Hawk informs me.

"Let us move on to the next two papers shall we sweety?" Hawk asks me without expecting an answer. "Let's start with something simple for the body: Height. That's pretty easy right? How tall would you like to be?"

"What does 'expression' mean, Hawk?" I asked her unfamiliar with the word expression now.

She smirks at me, clearly pleased with herself. "This is my take on a "face" section. It doesn't matter how your face actually looks, I'll take care of that myself. You'll be extraordinary beautiful, hot, sexy, or whatever, so don't worry about that. Instead of picking that, this is you picking your resting face... if that makes sense. It's the kind of facial expression you would normally wear. Each will have a permanent effect on your personality, and each has an associated "Drawback" with it. We'll talk more about those later. For now, pick one face and remember what drawback it gives you." She tells me.

"Well in order to get all the boys and girls..." I drooled as I said that. "I choose..."